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| Upper Turkeyfoot, 11/25/14 |
Shadow of night in the day
shadow of then in the now
what we were leached by the rains
sewing the seeds of will be.
Rural in Nature, Transcendental in Temperament
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- Again
- The Continuous Life
- Quieted: A Cubist Past Tense
- Retrospective in Wet Snow
- Hope
- Grounded
- Zazen on King's Mountain
- Bike Ride with Painted Stallion
- Landscape
- Aboriginals
- A Novel in Nine Lines
- Not Staying This Time, But Sure to Return
- Shifting in Fog
- How Do We Go On
- That Astonishing Thing Ringing in the Enamored Air
- Optics
- A Finer Mesh
- While It Lasts
- No Separation
- Red Clover
- Binocular
- Recitation
- Listen to Me
- November Impressionist
- Indago Felix
- Necromancy
- The Era of Common Sense is Over
- The Winnowing
- Words for Standard Time
- After 12 Atlantic Sunrises
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