greatpoetsDays of Innocence
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who are you, little i
(five or six years old)
peering from some high
window;at the gold
of november sunset
(and feeling:that if day
has to become night
this is a beautiful way)
- E.E. Cummings
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Days of Innocence
greatpoetsDays of Innocence
1
who are you, little i
(five or six years old)
peering from some high
window;at the gold
of november sunset
(and feeling:that if day
has to become night
this is a beautiful way)
- E.E. Cummings
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factories and farms
Saturday, August 8th, 2020. 11:38pm Less than twenty minutes to get my words completed before midnight. I did this to myself. Again. But it was…
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childhood houses
Sunday, August 2nd, 2020. 11:04pm Writing in the 'One Line a Day' notebook, I notice how the previous day is forgotten (blurred into the next) and…
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poems: 30 May 2019
wolf heart I can’t with your doubt of me. Oh but you will always be a howl in my heart. - adp, 30 May 2019 @ 9:30am explanation Yes,…
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