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Revelation, not explanation, is the job of poetry. Thursday, October 14, 2010. I called her my little white paper boat. Light as the kiss she lit on my neck. Of her hand on my arm like. With a bit of rosemary. That and a kiss and a hand on my arm. To bring to a simmer this sweetest of lies. 169; Dan Goorevitch 2010. Wednesday, May 5, 2010.
I was dialyzed between February 6, 2001 and November 3rd, 2005 at 11 Eaton South and other locations in the Toronto General Hospital before receiving a kidney transplant on my 54th birthday, November 5, 2005 in Fort Myers, Florida, the home of the delicious Mangrove Snapper. Sunday, February 3, 2008. Not some New York skyline with snowflakes. And you find yourself in .
Tuesday, February 26, 2008. 8744; lay half-buried under soil. A little egg sticks to the plate. A people have been hacked, hewed,. Beneath the hackneyed prose of the petition. Have you noticed how the tree twists.
More fine art is viewable on the menu to the right. Paintings, drawings, photographs and more. For more information, including purchasing, please call Luciana Benzi at 416-928-5984. Saturday, March 15, 2014. West End Avenue, NYC. And another day comes to a close. Mom, Dad, my twin brother and me, 1951.
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Tuesday, May 15, 2012. Big sirs frame d a glass t in loo k anigh t wrap. D war fed s kills unfulfillèd longings. Looking long in and out of wind. Mind less man and his dawg God o- ffensive LIES. Along time N E U T E R E D! BE, DAMMIT,. And in the sound that crashes, crushing thought,.
Monday, April 16, 2007. Lucky man who shuns the brazen. Takes delight in light, the law. That rules by day and night,. A tree that drinks a river,. Of leaves that richly shelters.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011. Arieh with Yfat behind him at Dor Habonim. Thursday, May 5, 2011.
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Tuesday, February 26, 2008. And there was a man in Maon. shearing his sheep in Carmel. The name of the man was Nabal; .his wife , Abigail;. And David heard.and sent out ten young men,. 1 Samuel 251-5. The son of Jesse? Naked they skit as the shears quit their clack. Heads tack, haunches bound, seeking open turf. Quake, shake, wash their faces in wind. Kick, jump, come ground. Strip by strip, fleeces mount. Women carddiscard the skimpy strands,. Draw the long to loom short to soften straw.CONTENT
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Tuesday, May 15, 2012. Big sirs frame d a glass t in loo k anigh t wrap. D war fed s kills unfulfillèd longings. Looking long in and out of wind. Mind less man and his dawg God o- ffensive LIES. Along time N E U T E R E D! BE, DAMMIT,. And in the sound that crashes, crushing thought,.
Monday, April 16, 2007. Lucky man who shuns the brazen. Takes delight in light, the law. That rules by day and night,. A tree that drinks a river,. Of leaves that richly shelters.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013. When the guests were gone Lilly and her husband prepared themselves for bed. Not a word, not even a glance was exchanged. No sooner had he turned off the lamp, his hand inadvertently brushed her shoulder.