New Occidental Poetry

Thoughts of Dying Cassini

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Down.
        Down.
                  I fall from a foreign sky
Endless depths I plunge,
Here to die.

Alone in the darkness I did soar
Around
          and
around
          Forever more

Until the time came, far from home
Power died down,
Left with no time
              to roam.

The first of my kind to perish
But oh what a view to see
Just the
      rings,
                clouds,
And me

-Arthur Powell

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