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Ron
You must not miss this moment. Please watch her face, her eyes. The spotted dog flushes the birds. You turn. Lower the weapon. Do not fire. Watch as they float up, an abacus airborne. Feel... More »
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Every object speaks when touched. Every object shouts when struck. The stag beetle hears the air Caress the leaves.The chickadee Notices the heat drop down onto its black head. A scent collides Somewhere in a... More »
Ron
Funny, when I've sung Auld Lang Syne in the past I sang it without realizing that Bobby Burns is asking a question. Should we forget the past and only look to the future? Is it totally... More »
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