Novelty.A Poem by Danny MetcalfeThe applause made of marble existed in the form of evolution and so remained the smell of heaven. The sweet air, the task that fortune brings to life, goes forth and conquers the doors of descent. Most loyal to the nation of language, speaking in brightness, the parallel of darkness composed of liberty, the vast age of youth! Where hearts rejoice! The valiant sound steeping into the armies of the wild, into the rivers of reality. The perpetual waters in the mists of unknown riches. What awaits the awaiter but the soulality of your being. Eating berries from the tree of language. Strawberry dreams taking vows of triumph. The new language born from words unspeakable. © 2020 Danny MetcalfeReviews
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1 Review Added on December 15, 2020 Last Updated on December 15, 2020 AuthorDanny MetcalfeUnited KingdomAboutI am a writer, poet and playwright. All works are first drafts. My favorite writers are: Arthur Rimbaud, William S Burroughs, Clarice Lispector, Robert Walser, Julio Cortazar, Mikhail Bulgakov,.. more..Writing
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