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Oct 2012
silver stars fall
in a lilting dream
perfected symmetry
of six
like glass
poised to shatter
softly
each little death
at the caress
in the limbs of a tree.
Wrote this as a companion to an artwork I made a little while ago.
Isoindoline
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