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I THOUGHT I WAS

I thought I was calm and unhurt, Simple, without need anymore, Secure in life’s noble furore; Just a weary heart. Night asserts: With the quiet winds a shifting In the coldest scent of grasses, Where the peace of country passes, … Continue reading

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SO YOU WANT TO BE A WRITER?

if it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don’t do it. if you have to sit … Continue reading

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FOR THE FIRST TIME

Can you imagine that blessed time, Just before our dawn light, when, For the first time, her magic appeared; Radiant yet translucently uttered.

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THE POETS

From room to hallway the candles passing glare is extinguished. She floats on imprinted dances, but in her fullest shape she is no longer there in the starless night of our blue-black branches. It’s time, we must leave – as … Continue reading

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THE POEM WITHOUT MUSIC

Wherever you are, you will know why I am saying what I say now. Only you alone can understand it, interpret it, my message being very simple: pureness, some life, some truths which are never forgotten; even if life, the … Continue reading

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