And I mourn
Prepared birdhouses,
Nailed them to branches
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To Brother Jesse
This ladder, brother
-is endless to heaven
...
Sun had fallen. Plain was covered by the shadow of the heights. Broken stones laid on the rock and cliff-sides and she, all by herself, was caught, mesmerized by fear.
She took refuge between the pieces of stones at the skirt of a huge rock. That would be safe, safe, even from the howling hungry wolves that could be heard so early.
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Ad idem?
Once dad and others had
-beasts for loads and the rides
...
Sound of water
In times when we think:
"I am a poet! "
...
City penguins
At Bathurst and Sheppard
One can see penguins
...
An invitation to death
For success, ambition, hope and lust
You and I rush the time
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