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Collect the things you love spread them out lovingly cut or crush them rearrange them in accordance with the images in your soul step back ..

Hellfire and brimstone sermons rants from the pulpit from a man so feared a man so chilly and sour not even the sun could warm his bones

An idea burns all night all other thoughts pushed aside beautiful and consuming even if the thinker is consumed sooner or later everything burns..

I know a photographer who fills each frame with sky her images look so forlorn all other subjects appear insignificant she admits this is her w..

Young Christiaan Huygens comprehend so well the workings of the pendulum As he aged reaching the hour Of death did he prefect the pendu..

Arriving the train from Nappanee dropping off pairs and solitary travelers hopes of shopping trips and visiting friends today is unwritten Sta..

God is by the seashore counting seashells I’m in the city writing poems I put the sea in my poem a sea without colour or movement or water o..

Bring me single malt, neat make it a double Bring me heavy fog off the lake driving rain on the rocks And a storm with a chaser of hail I&rsq..

To be invisible among the crowd To be wearing a distant look To be bent by responsibility To be saying nothing To be swallowing one’s ..

I didn’t look at him I looked into him I saw a multilayered wall ready to collapse and bury me He carried years of rage ready to erupt ..