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A Poet’s Diary #6: Bitten Tongues
I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart’s affections, and the truth of imagination. -John Keats T,In the sound I find the secondslasting like words to windI bite my tongue from yelling outShe is the mind and… Continue reading
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A Poet’s Diary #5: Poetic Distance
How far away the stars seem, and how far is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart. -William Butler Yeats T, Floated on fingers I lift the scents of ages to her nose On this great walk, the… Continue reading
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