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Monthly Archives: December 2012
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Mrs. had only red to wear, but ran the broken shore, disconsolate, the village through, the rooted icicles as steady sentinels & barricades, & wreathes aglow the failed ribbons & tattered bows — disparate Polaris, how is this true — Oh, where are you?
Originally posted on Words of Woolgathering:
O I’ll let These mornings at the shadows rim Come and go come and go As they waver through a wetted glow A bulbous sun planted low Growing tall and wide, in a vegetable light Unto my empire below Unseen to most These lost roads of summer is where…
A Rainbow Star
@ terminal point apply 1 light & from the strand no two alike unwind apiece 1 white 1blue consult so to a single red admissive in a yellowness an age attends extension 2 keap it green
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