In My Craft And Sullen Art. When only the moon rages. The poem describes the poet’s work as the poet talks about is craft. Web in my craft or sullen art. Web in my craft or sullen art. With all their griefs in their arms, i labour by singing light.
And the lovers lie abed. With all their griefs in their arms, i labour by singing light. Web in my craft or sullen art. Web in my craft or sullen art. And the lovers lie abed.
When only the moon rages. 26k views 7 years ago. Exercised in the still night. Web in my craft or sullen art. When only the moon rages.
