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ulysses 2002

Contributed by colette on Sunday, 13th October 2002 @ 09:45:00 PM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

....and the hydrangeas in bluepurpleblue and the early sun filters through the trees and the windows are the eyes of the houses closed and sleeping oh early and clean the people on a crutch learn to walk yes as we circle the same green days melt deliciously into one another moliere and the mysteries of this planet crazy hurtful big planet offers pleasure yes moments of art on paper all the way from new york where rabbis know when the prawns are right hand left hand me your heart i think it must be hiding among the trees and floating on the river carry me home yes the sounds of wind in evergreens at grinderwald the crescent moon on it's back over the seine oh pont alexander make a wish pennies copper door wish the song hatikvah was my own heart is red rivers of blood oceans of tears i miss those blue blue alberta dusks snowforts and one quarter land three quarters sky where i could breathe through this and i shall wear white for you yes and press a thousand years into a book daisies he loves me he loves me not a place like tofino yes the whales and arrows to freedom yes incense seeps into my skin the blinds make light zebras on the walls catch the tiger yes honfleurs 1920 haida gwaii 1995 yes i said yes i will yes i will yes.

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Re: ulysses 2002 (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Friday, 30th July 2004 @ 12:21:21 AM AEST
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you made this seem like a very very very very very long sentence and that isnt even a sentence! your poety is lost without format of any kind.

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