Tag: lest we forget
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The Unplanned Sun
You can have ties that bind Or goodbyes all the time; Robert Graves’ sand-drawn line. In my mind Her licked thumb perfecting my patina Gina tying my tie before I went out with a Pope-due fuss Someone mutters to instant hush Candles on guttering-cusp widen like o’erfed childs Sound-roused, back to the line Having been…
Alchemisland 