My Poetry
The magic possibility Of that which, with its grateful use… Read more
Serenely go, dear soul — serenely come — The world of truth to, and of falsehood from Read more
remind me of what i don’t know: everything… Read more
oh, you do?… Read more
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We know the answer must be love But somehow love seems time again to fail… Read more
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