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Gradually Becoming A Disaster
Day Five Ten years of snow, Hypno-dream-pop pixels, down, Up to ankles, over eyes, Got so deep, Got so high, chronic, Chromatic overkill, ...
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Day 2 Simple fingers to the string What a little thing to cultivate, unreal as it is; not to be seen or touched but felt, enduring, where so...
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Day Twenty Fantastic style designs on pottery from Hacilar. Image from Yakar 2005. The ancients believed That culture was Construed by pot...
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So, two weeks in and I'm somewhat surprised to find myself sticking at this poetry malarkey. In fact I'm enjoying it very much. To...
One of my favorites so far. "Screwed up to shaking but too spooked to unfurl." I love that.
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