Blinking in the SnowA Poem by Angela MulleyWhat of the grass? What of it's green? What of the leaves that fell from their trees? What of the landscape? What of the road? What of the house? You could see it before. Before the snow came, now it's caught on the door. But when spring arrives, what of the snow?
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Added on December 16, 2010Last Updated on December 16, 2010 AuthorAngela MulleyRUNCORN, North West, United KingdomAboutInfinity, regardless of what the human mind might think, exists not merely without time, but without the individual concept of time too. And while this concept would not exist without an individual mi.. more..Writing
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