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“The Star” by
Patrick Kavanagh
🇮🇪
(
21 Oct 1904
–
30 Nov 1967
)
Beauty was that
Far vanished flame,
Call it a star
Wanting better name.
And gaze and gaze
Vaguely until
Nothing is left
Save a grey ghost-hill.
Here wait I
On the world’s rim
Stretching out hands
To Seraphim.