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StoryOde on a tiger, in brass, and amber tan6313 years 3 months ago
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StoryOde to a Ladybird tan6343 years 6 months ago
StoryLetter to Marcos, Chiapas, Mexico tan6303 years 9 months ago
StoryOde on S*** tan6303 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Meaning of Life? tan6303 years 9 months ago
StoryTime, gentlemen tan6303 years 9 months ago
StoryOn seeing a lone swallow tan6303 years 10 months ago
StoryLittle Wren tan6303 years 10 months ago
StoryThe Eternal Now, Bodnant, Wales tan6303 years 10 months ago
StoryOde on a magnolia in May tan6304 years 2 weeks ago
StoryOn being asked to dress up in the bedroom tan6304 years 1 month ago
StoryThe tree and the bee tan6324 years 3 months ago
StoryOut of the mouths of babes tan6324 years 3 months ago
StoryLetter to Victor Hugo tan6314 years 3 months ago
StoryEngraving in olive, Gethsemane, Jerusalem tan6304 years 3 months ago
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StoryOde on an Alligator tan6304 years 3 months ago
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StoryBetter a pirate than a slave tan6314 years 3 months ago
StoryD'etre tan63111 years 9 months ago
StoryCurriculum Vitae tan63011 years 9 months ago
StoryConsistency is Everything tan63011 years 9 months ago
StoryBeyond Jericho's Connected Oasis Calm tan63011 years 9 months ago
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Sun Arise, or, Time to kill

She bears it well these mental chains. Undone, she transports, transcends. This mortal coil, beautiful tho' it is, small and modest, is but a vessel...

It could have been me, it could have been you

Image of emaciated child, stares from behind safe screen in comfortable sitting-room. It feels safe enough to eat your hearty guilt-free dinner. This...

Ode on a Snow Leopard as the sun goes down

Wearing your jacket, white, pure, white as white, as white can be. As pure and cool as white can be. Unseen by man, a wild thing, unhunted...
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Letter to a Black Panther

You green-eyed monster you. I love ya. Yeah man. Sleek and black in your prowling skin of rich, soft lustre. Your frown hidden, your claws, hidden,...
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Song to the Goddess of fresh air

Take my breath away, then, hand it back to me, sweetly perfumed, lemon, honeysuckle, jasmine, tuberose. The scent of meadows fresh and green . You,...
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