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Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Can I say where the lost leaves veer
On the brown-burnt banks, when the wild winds blow,
When they drift through the dead-wood drear?
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
For we are all made
of the tiny lights
in the night sky
the distance is vast
and it is nothing, too
A
bird in the sky
;
Into a burst of dusty
air
;
Getting close
r to the end;
Higher in the sky.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time
.
Tears and loss and broken dreams
May find your heart at dusk.
A ship sails and spreads her white sails to the morning breeze
And starts for the ocean.
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