The Raider Wire

The Ballad of Exmoor

“Forever shall salt water
Be sipped beside the shore 
To remember the slaughter 
Of the girls of Exmoor.

Caitlin Shelby, Staff Writer/ Poetry Editor

May 2, 2014

Salt water of sea reminds Ladled into teacups Is served with ripened lemons And stirred with honey drops And every brand of clover From beneath Exmoor hill Is slipped in by each server ‘Til all have had their fill 1840 summer storm Atop the mourning town Where down by the crystal...

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