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There are things better left untouched By the blunt instruments of words.
–after a journal entry by Anna Kamienska
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Rural in Nature, Transcendental in Temperament
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- Day with Clouds and Trees
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- Overlooking the Texas Eastern Transmission natur...
- In the Perfume of Blackberry Blooms
- Upon Hearing the News of What Is to Come
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- Afield as the Fog Lifts
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- Expand the Day
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- Waiting for a Name
- Beauty Without Us
- Open-Ended
- Asking for the Dark
- Exclusion
- All Men and All Women are Different
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