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  • Lonely Star

    When I’m lonely I go most boldly  Toward the furthest star O’er hill and dale through sleet and hail To where I hope you are.  Upon yonder hill  And nearer still  To that cold and lonely star I spy your form upon a rock  Where on misty morn a bird might cock Of a sudden…

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    8th Jan 2024
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  • Brothers

    How dare he who notes your tardiness, generally truancy, aloofness, pig-headedness, strong To a fault; digression – traits mine alone to expound upon That no other man might tarnish careful-wrought reputation, writ by mine tongue and your own, From without, passing judgement on what is mine alone To judge.. Writ cross the convex mount of…

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    8th Jan 2024
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  • The Gilded Horde

    Little I have known of love  And less of mirth besides But on the windswept plain where the gilt horde rove On sands unkissed by tides.  Little I have known of idling And more of the driven cob  Left beside the temple writhing The spoils split to the mob.  Little I have known of culture…

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    8th Jan 2024
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  • SummerMummers

    No man can tell with dial-shadow, nor with firmament-leant neck When languid humidity will end, or by whose decree boiling blessings are sent  Question not blessings, wallow in glow,  Handsome, hazy season before returning snow.

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    7th Jan 2024
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  • Put upon

    It’s not fair, she declares, that I am so put upon Long hard stare she waited there to see what I’d summon Not much; tis true, I’m shy as if born new  Tosses purse toward my shoe, spins, spits ‘I’m done with you.’

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    7th Jan 2024
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