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| Poem of the Week * September 1 to 7, 2002 |
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| Sheaves of Grass **A Collection of Poems |
| The Writer In Me Feelings spool off fingertips, treasures spun out as living thread into art that confesses Summer's breeze... Black-out moon... Crystal moment... Crusted memories. Embroidered, gilded, laden, with tears and blood. Quilted pictures out of time lay forgotten, unordered, layered between dust and lint. Do they glow or sparkle less held deep within their cardboard casket? Still, inner currents, an image ~ moves my hand to reach for the spool, the needle. by K. Violet January 30, 1998 |
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