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EncountersI pick up what is left of me. / All day I’ve cut myself and bled. / Suddenly the world is at war:
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Aug 18, 2013
A Lighted WindowThe seed of grief has found a way / Into my heart; / Darkness waits, like a winter night,
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Aug 18, 2013
A Love LetterIf we were in love / And the government, in all their wisdom, / Banned all conversations altogether
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Aug 18, 2013
End of a FriendshipA continent breaks up slowly / And imperceptibly; / Life is an album of old photographs,
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Aug 18, 2013
PermanenceWhen I go to the woods / I do not write “I was here” / On the bark of some tree;
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Aug 18, 2013
A PoemIn the quiet lake of my heart / I heard a poem flap its wings. / It nested on the shallow edges
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Aug 18, 2013
Three MonthsAugust / A rain drop still lingers / On the tip of a green leaf
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Aug 18, 2013
MaI see you busy in your work. / Your hair, more white than black, is thin / And falls loosely over your shoulders;
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Aug 18, 2013
Song of the Open RoadDrunk with beauty, / Wearing an old ache in my heart / I have traveled the world.
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Aug 18, 2013
A Patchwork QuiltWe stitch our days / Into the fabric of our lives; / I have lost the old craft.
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Aug 18, 2013
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