[image from Tom Raworth's website]
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This is what I have been doing, among other things. I think I love year ends. They begin to accumulate just in time to dissipate.
Lucky girl, to lose so much, to regain so much.
'She's talking to that mirror again, farther?' says Misst Craddock. Father Cradock turns round slowly from the book he is eating and explains that it is just a face she is going through and they're all the same at that age.
2 comments:
You do realize we are about to enter 2012, right? You should be collecting Apocalypse Survival Kits, not great lines of poetry.
banno: thanks!
km: there's a difference?
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