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for beauty’s sake–original and pantoum

So–this is a poem I wrote back in 1985 originally: A flowershop rosebud opened too soon your petals crumble to ash in my palm traces of gray I carelessly brush from my fingertips ***and here it is reworked into pantoum … Continue reading

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