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The Furies break the rain's fall, for a drink to spring. opening wide with predatory accuracy. hungering more than hungering things. to blush their pallid cheeks, with a hint of life. this go round, of this elemental ploy--gathered thus. as above ground, blades of grass may be bent, certain with intent. the vengeance of direction, nonplussed by deed done. a harrying net thrown upon worms parading as flowers. the close quarters of winter's spring breeds both ways. the napes of flowers bristle.
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May 10, 2018
May 10, 2018 at 1:41 PM UTC
The Furies
The Furies break the rain's fall, for a drink to spring. opening wide with predatory accuracy. hungering more than hungering things. to blush their pallid cheeks, with a hint of life. this go round, of this elemental ploy--gathered thus. as above ground, blades of grass may be bent, certain with intent. the vengeance of direction, nonplussed by deed done. a harrying net thrown upon worms parading as flowers. the close quarters of winter's spring breeds both ways. the napes of flowers bristle.
*The Furies were the mythological Greco-Roman goddesses of vengeance.
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May 10, 2018
May 10, 2018 at 1:41 PM UTC
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