When I See A Rainbow
a pot of gold at each bottom of distant arcs --
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Conversation With The Wind
Why are you too quiet when that same sun breathes fire on me
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An American
"So I am an American now?" Derek asked. "Yes. 100%." "No longer hypenated." "Yes." Derek was becoming intensely happy inside. Then he asked,
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The Utmost For The Highest
A soldier boy from Jesmond Down south in billets on White Lane Spied a girl beneath the streetlamp "Who goes there?" Her name was Madelene It was the utmost for the highest
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Appreciation
Una poesia delle ricette - thus the short line - well, when the receipt(s) is/are written on in the vertical rather than the horizontal.
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L'Atelier Saint-Germain
Greying auburn hair – set ablaze by late evening sunshine
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Mosquitoes (short version)
Clambering ashore we breached a spit of swampy land.
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NEPHI
Because her mother, an exuberant californian woman, remarried with a mormon, Blair must leave Santa Monica and her wealthy friends to settle in Utah in a very religious community.
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Who, What, Where, How?
What becomes of the rebellion if the rebels are no more? What happens to the message if the voice is old and poor? Where do all the good songs go if there’s no one left to sing ‘em?
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