![]() The noose around a word hangsA Poem by andrew mitchell
I hereby sentence you, word
to a line not of your liking whereby you will swing with the flow until your meaning is no more. Shriek not my little word for your adjectives will not save you only the verbs will carry your name. © 2024 andrew mitchellReviews
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3 Reviews Added on December 1, 2024 Last Updated on December 1, 2024 Author![]() andrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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