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I wish to no more about him
every time I reread the name of horses I have tears in my eye. Why? I guess it is about the most honest and upright way to convey the meaning of love
I have been collaborating with Donald Hall for the past few years...combining his words and my photographs. If you like his poetry you should visit my website: www.eaglepondgallery.com
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It has happened suddenly,by surprise, in an arbor,or while drinking good coffee,after speaking, or before,that I dumbly inhabita density; in language,there is nothing to stop it,for nothing retains an edge.