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At the heart of the cyclone tearing the sky And flinging the cloud and the towers by, Is a place of central calm: So here in the roar of mortal things, I have a place where my spirit sings, In the hollow of God's Palm.

Edwin Markham

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Edwin Markham
Age: 87 †
Born: 1852
Born: April 23
Died: 1940
Died: March 7
Poet
Writer
Oregon City
Oregon
Charles Edward Anson Markham
Sky
Hollow
Cyclone
Spirit
Cloud
Flinging
Place
Towers
Cyclones
Heart
Mortal
Roar
Things
Mortals
Tearing
Central
Palm
Clouds
Sings
Calm
Palms

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