The smooth west wind pulled your silver side to the sun; At seventy miles an hour there wasn't time to know you; it creased my hair and sent my deciduous love flying.... where these... More »
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I've been thinking about birds lately, or at least one in particular. There's a woodpecker outside my window nearly every day now. I'm confused as to what type, because they all seem to have similar... More »
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I've been collecting "beautiful poems". Ahh, but what's beautiful? What is beauty? yeah, yeah I know. But I subscribe to the Potter Stewart theory of "I can't define it, but I know it when I see... More »
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