night's coolness washes
a cold white wine
down the torrid throat of day
her knock comes soft as a smile
the excited sparkle in her eyes
moonlight on a river
rushing rushing
to the riotous free roiling
of the city’s teeming sea
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( Just a reminder that these are my opinions. You're entitled to your own.) I started reading The Artist’s Way (hereinafter abbreviated...
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The Book: The Dawn of Everything: A New History of Humanity by David Graeber and David Wengrow Citation: Graeber, David and D., Wengrow. 202... -
Apologies. I did not post a poem on December 20th, 2021 ... I suppose I was bound to miss a day sooner or later, but this is the first time ...
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