As Joni Mitchell has sung, “And the painted ponies go up and down, we’re captive on a carousel of time. We can’t return we can only look behind from where we came and go round and round and round in the circle game.”
Sing along, if you will
Category: Wild Card
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with succinct truth
in full daylight
Oh, Shooting!
all lies as casualties
falling down & tally
Days of long shadows
Especially when the sun barely rises above the horizon.
Somewhere in the winter ahead.
In an archaeology of imagination
It was a place meant to be worked by horses.
A covered bridge just down the hill.
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On into unending depth
Hoping we can swim
On into unending depth
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Outfall No. 5
Outfall No. 7
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when art was tribal
not commercial
rightly communal
a fish for your thoughts
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V-GULL
C-GULL
BUKSNORT
Bucksport
Trust me on this
Some promises are fulfilled.
Some are broken.
Some go up in smoke.
What would life be without them?
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typography / strong oral projection
the swash or curl, inflection / topography
always leave room for error
