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reversed

In fall the world is upsidedown: instead of branches roots reach for the sky and leaves reach down for branches clutched in earth Soon snow will bury all and ghosts of summer will play under all on bed of leaves … Continue reading

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Spray

The morning I shall expend In doctors’ waiting rooms; Book on knee, pen in hand Ass on chair, hair on head Water in polycarbonate beside Cellphone in thick wool bag — But mostly pen in hand (Extension of brain) Writing … Continue reading

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