Swordfish
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MasculumA Poem by SwordfishIt is not foolish that which opines the senses towards the enchantress. And finds the opal-blue sullen waters of a world so beneath our own. It is but.. |
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BeholdA Poem by SwordfishGod is something he cannot truly grasp.In catching glimpses of the sun, one can see that it's round and emits an infinity of oranges, yellows and reds.. |
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The ClocksmithA Story by SwordfishEvery Tuesday, two hours before dusk, the old man walked the cobblestone streets of the ancient port city. Though physically familiar to its inhabitan.. |
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AslaugA Poem by SwordfishI know her breathing. Her rhythm. I know how she favors one side when she stands. I know her gaze when she's soft of mind, light in the heart. And .. |
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OdeA Poem by SwordfishHail to thee sweet southern lady Ripe with charm are thee Tis calm beneath your willows Tis warm beneath your leaves Tho many wish for days of o.. |
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EruditioA Poem by SwordfishDoes the rose fall from its thorn; The tree the root thereafter? For in its state in woeful scorn The bees come bumbling after. A makeshift d.. |
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FourteenA Poem by SwordfishSomewhere in my youth,the sharpness and crystal-clearpixelationof my life became dull;blunted like a razorcast down hard against the rocks.The music b.. |
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HostelA Poem by SwordfishListen to the sounds of the living.The sounds of people. Listen to them early.Before the sun rises like the anxieties of their daily lives. Listen t.. |
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Park BenchA Poem by SwordfishHow profound yet perfunctory the idea! Made hastily, the decision even more. Ha! Anchored even? In concrete? Fancy! Eight steel bolts and a tac.. |
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On Writer's Block:A Poem by SwordfishI want to play piano with words. I want to pounce on black keys like small prey does the lion. I want to play Bach with Whitman, Tchaikovsky with Co.. |
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