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Daily Archives: September 8, 2014
… So what of flutter? The mutter -ing of breeze through whisper wings, the chalky trust of some -thing warm, unwielding? How many flits to get to the center of it, this sun we can’t seem to stay away from? … Continue reading
(a glosa) since feeling is first who pays any attention to the syntax of things will never wholly kiss you; – E.E. Cummings, from since feeling is first … Lady, I swear, you could carry the world in that gorgeous … Continue reading
… My words are raucous rebels today. I cannot make them play nice. I have doled out generous spankings, even made them (walk the) plank until their cores were sore. They’re un -kerning, y e a r n i n … Continue reading