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The Irrevocable Cycle I think I’m beginning to learn Not to bite my nails Even though sometimes I can’t hold it any longer and I tear my fingers apart. Sometimes I wish That my unfinished poems Would stop being just titles And would become content With their cute stanzas And delicate -
Fake World Planet, under a table, Of feet separated, Long legs walking, Small shoes, high heels, Boots, tennis shoes. Continents, inside of gloves, Of small hands; Wrinkled, imperfect, Wise fingerprints; Hard-working, millionaires. Countries, buried into a map, Of high frontiers, -
Dear Vera, I greatly enjoy your poetry. I love the words you use that make spirituality and nature one and the same. Divinity and nature clearly hold a great importance to you, as they do to me. I am glad you were taken by one of my drawings. Sadly I was never able to finish it. I wanted there to b


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