Matthew Henningsen
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The Falling Clouds of ProvenceA Poem by Matthew HenningsenTravel and memory |
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Still - Life with Harlow and LombardA Poem by Matthew HenningsenI like to think of Harlow in Her smiling way. That sweetness That can bear such slight. It Rises up red From a bed Of water in, the jungle. While Gabl.. |
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Boxes and BatteriesA Poem by Matthew HenningsenOn a bus in a deep Asian jungle, Full of rain and wet, I thought of a time when I Held my memories in my hand, Squeezing them .. |
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Fightin' JoeA Poem by Matthew HenningsenSoft mud prints rustle Through moon-lit trees that Tower up through The dark, dank �" cavernous �"Crystal woods. WhilePacing i.. |
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