The arms of my ears reach out...
A new dream...
Definitely.
Way back...
RVN 1967-68
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None of us (or so few of us) pay attention; The work of God continues in the pollen falling from the bee as it moves from flower to flower
Lament
Every corner I turn,
there stands Hafez, damn his eyes!
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Friday, October 26, 2012
Break
Little by little, the notion
wriggles its way into your mind
to love something so big
you will break yourself on it
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