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~sojourner

Is there a more elegant sulution to separate stanzas than putting some non-intrusive punctuation marks in the empty lines between? Anyway, there it is, as best as I could deliver given my current lack of poetic spirit:

I'm going for a walk —
I have nothing better to do.
So I cross the River's murky banks
And stroke her waters with silent eyes.
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I can't cease to look for —
Among people after the rain —
Your nosegay of wet daffodils and
Dream of your hand lingering in mine
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Fogs stand upon the woods,
Pillars for clouds wrung out of rain.
Though not quite still, like the hour's hand
Roving feet of an eternal bard.
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I remember the last —
Akin to those droplets and clouds —
Laughter–filled escapes from the warm skies;
Summer bygone's joyful–wistful walk.
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I stop to look awhile.
I tune the time to lapsing sun
Dying, put against the western wall.
The tiniest shade eclipses the land.

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~abacushex wrote (thread):

I tune the time to lapsing sun
Dying, put against the western wall.
The tiniest shade eclipses the land.

Lovely, especially this closing bit