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Wordblind
All is leaves at my walking feet. The brightest, I gather - yellow, ochre, corrugated or veined emerald on lemon, take them home, make pictures of...
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Version
"What do you think?" you ask about the first verse of your latest poem. Um, what can I say? It is like you are holding a lump of clay, in your hand:...
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Quandary
These twentysix letters and some symbols are similar as the air about us, and as diffeerently formed. I fashion mine into questions and in your...
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