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Nov 2018
Rise! Rise! from this body
of prosody ex auctoritatis
whence, unknowing, each
cell, sine arbitror, marches here,
there, just soβ€” Confusing
comet ice, constellations,
Van Allen skies, abandoned
seas. So again, a song may end.

Rise! Sing instead, embodiment
of purpose, ardent, godslike,
unhiddenβ€” Release your sounds.
Not all poems survive. I've lost a few and let others go. My current collection of poems is available on Kindle and in paperback. It is called "3201 e's" (that is approximately how many e's are in the manuscript which is a very unpoetic title but a reflection on the creation of poetry by common means.)
Kevin J Taylor
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Kevin J Taylor  Thataway
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