Tag: keats
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Gun stuffed into your mouth, Tuesday evening
Lend ear, Roman Mental noise gentled Heavy mantle offlifted Bleeding earphones leak Dull sound of dumbed hummingbirds. Gimme tea no nettles Shotgun lemniscate Scattershot breath Feeling cold metal Shook like near-done kettle Making keepsakes of possessions Possessed by legions of Satan’s Chiefs. Browning Version Keats’ passion for Chapman’s Homer I have a go: his darkening…
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Finding Delights Multitudinous
Speak to me of discovery Pure serene of daylight dreams Meaning charging, living what will be memory Dreamthick hippocrene
Alchemisland 