THIS means you
I sit before a brilliant sheet of paper.
You are going to write a fine poem, I say:
This means you.
Left and right, I cast about;
The words elusive, will not show,
The clocks hands running
Fast and slow.
I sit and study, lean and blink;
Everything's asleep, I think.
Sun goes higher, sun goes down-
And look:... more »
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'''...all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.'''Bloom's soliloquy
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