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    On a Reach
    On a Reach
    On a Reach
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    On a Reach

    By Allen Henry

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    A short collection of poems and watercolor paintings by Allen Henry 

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRong Bay
    Release dateJun 8, 2021
    ISBN9798201556402
    On a Reach
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    Allen Henry

    Allen Henry is a former chef who lives in Hanoi, Vietnam. He studied literature in college, and loves to write. He is new to publishing, so any feedback you have left in the form of a review would be much appreciated. It really helps. Thank you for supporting new independent writers. Please check for more titles by Allen Henry soon. 

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      On a Reach - Allen Henry

      Forgetting Ithaca

      Our weary trickster has connived his soul to hell

      Beguiled every diabolos into submission

      Our wily hero feared the times to come

      In distant land he prayed for resolution,

      Longed vainly for the life he left behind:

      His son, his wife, his farm and folk, and peace.

      On his voyage back toward his distant home,

      A song with the effect of flowering lotus

      That is, forget the life you left behind,

      Came from lethal ice-eyed women. Gryllus,

      Hopeless conscience, begged our hero: "hear not

      Her song! That woman sings the end of us!"

      Come, wily hero, we know all that is to come

      Their eyes were lifeless as arctic seas

      Come,

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