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UNDER A HAT RIM, by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: While the hum and the hurry
Last Line: To a broken state-room door.


WHILE the hum and the hurry
Of passing footfalls
Beat in my ear like the restless surf
Of a wind-blown sea,
A soul came to me
Out of the look on a face.

Eyes like a lake
Where a storm-wind roams
Caught me from under
The rim of a hat.
I thought of a midsea wreck
and bruised fingers clinging
to a broken state-room door.





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