A POEM
Ice in the spirit
Is but frozen tears
And bitterness
Is expectation killed.
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- Karl Keating
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For twenty million years or more
This planet fed the Dinosaur.
It makes you sit…
O Lord, what notion of hyperbole.
What willed and wild imagining was born
When Adam,…
Trellised clouds upwards towards
earth’s moon
Set within a night-dome
of…
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