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She is a river, calm and clearthe origin from far awaymoving to the destinationunknown on this shoreI want to float on the […]
Letter Beach 24th August 2017 No waves, marks left on silent sands, white lines on grey. Solitary shells, scattered stones, forgotten pools […]
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Monument of steel construction conductor of current alternating power along the slack dark lines strung out from the metal matrix A tower […]
Old rings of summers past turn to ash the carbon captured in arboreal growth released in the nocturnal combustion. We sit, our […]
