Down by the meadow in the dead of night
The nightcrawlers fed in frenzied delight
Corpses devoured, blood drank like wine
Down by the meadow in the dead of night.
~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart
"Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood" ~ T.S. Eliot
Down by the meadow in the dead of night
The nightcrawlers fed in frenzied delight
Corpses devoured, blood drank like wine
Down by the meadow in the dead of night.
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