Mieczysława
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G.--A Poem by MieczysławaHe treasured things gold, marble, and green;ideas green;people green.Voices singing with money, light-and-lostfaçades within façades, lo.. |
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a constant narrativeA Poem by Mieczysławayour charactersthey were so out of characterthis constant narrative you writeis more or less a constant reminderthey lost them woodenlyjointshinges po.. |