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- 08:52 am
“the wild woods and the plains / And the pools where winter rains / Image all their roof of leaves”
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- 4
- 09:47 am
“a smiling infant’s breath,—/The gradual sand that through an hour-glass runs,—/A woodland rivulet—”
- 4 comments
- 8
- 08:48 am
“You common people of the skies, / What are you, when the Moon shall rise?”
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- 9
- 12:03 pm
“But his house is now an alehouse, with a nicely sanded floor / And a garland in the window”
- 4 comments
- 10
- 10:52 am
Yuletide letter 2018
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- 15
- 08:13 am
“this is a song for the mountain / and this is a song for the sea”
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- 16
- 12:47 pm
“You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile.”
- 4 comments
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- 17
- 08:49 am
“any wind means we’re running/ we can sleep and see ’em coming/ where we drift and call it dreaming”
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- 18
- 08:39 am
“I am the poppy and you the sickle; / My heart is broken within my breast.”
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- 22
- 08:09 am
“The birds are asleep in the trees: / Wait; soon like these / Thou too shall rest.”
- 6 comments
- 23
- 10:33 am
“Where the earth and ocean meet, / And all things seem only one / In the universal sun”
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- 24
- 10:05 am
A question for the internets
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- 26
- 09:09 am
“there are sailing ships that pass all our bodies in the grass / springtime calls her children”
- 29
- 09:01 am
“the further i go / more letters from home / never arrive / and i’m alone / all of the way”
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Active Entries
- 1: “i’mma wade, i’ma wave through the waters / tell the tide ‘don’t move’”
- 2: “seasons change and our love went cold / feed the flame ’cause we can’t let go / run away”
- 3: “love, i don’t like to see so much pain / so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away”
- 4: “But I, alas, do not know how to see sheep through the walls of boxes.”
- 5: “here is the church here is the steeple / you were looking for saints but you only found people”
- 6: “i’d like to save every day / till eternity passes away / just to spend them with you”
- 7: “and he said to the man running the stand / ‘hey! (pom pom pom) got any grapes?’”
- 8: “i just found this smile to think about you / you’re a saturday night far from the madding crowd”
- 9: “Only the querulous cricket grieves, / And shrilling locust weaves / A song of summer dead.”
- 10: “windy has stormy eyes / that flash at the sound of lies / and windy has wings to fly”
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