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Claire's Poetry Corner

Updated: Nov 21, 2020



[into the strenuous briefness] E.E. Cummings into the strenuous briefness Life: handorgans and April darkness,friends i charge laughing. Into the hair-thin tints of yellow dawn, into the women-coloured twilight i smilingly glide.  I into the big vermilion departure swim,sayingly; (Do you think?)the i do,world is probably made of roses & hello: (of solongs and,ashes)

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