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A New Poem Posted Every Day. April 25, 2010 by jessedwilson. The tea was cold, the fire was dead;. And there might yet be nothing wrong. Was all that she heard him say;. And he had lingered at the door. So long it seemed like yesterday. Sick with a fear that had no form. She knew that she was there at last;. And in the mill there was a warm. And mealy fragrance of the past.
Not as vocabulary, not as syntax, not even as structure, but as a principle and a presence. Welcome Friends, Seekers, Artists, Seers, Howlers. Wednesday, February 21, 2018. Friday, February 02, 2018. I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen.
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