Publisher's Synopsis
Excerpt from Songs by the Stoep
Here by my stoep the moths are drifting On glimmering wings between the aloes; My pipe is like a dream uplifting In aureoles and wreaths and halos; All ends in smoke, and dust, and quiet, And so I love these things ethereal, That, far removed from strife and riot.
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