If I am repaired, can we meet again for the first time, in all of the places I have feared to go, and then, again, in all of the places I will have forgotten, if I am repaired?




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Here is the desk drawer in which all of my odds and ends are kept, tidbits that would otherwise never see the light of day.











Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Winter Stone's


In the gray thicket, seven scarlet leaves sing.
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  1. OldfoolJanuary 25, 2011 at 7:01 AM

    In the dark gray sky, seven black birds fly.

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  2. Tess KincaidJanuary 25, 2011 at 12:55 PM

    All the leaves are brown and the sky is gray.

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  3. EmmyJanuary 25, 2011 at 1:21 PM

    Closing blue eyes, I can hear their crimson melodies.

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  4. Steven CainJanuary 25, 2011 at 4:21 PM

    Very cool you guys.

    Tess... I'd be safe and warm, but I hate L.A.

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