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Poetry
Chaikhana
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About Zen OlearyTimeline (1943 - ) |
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Trembling
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It's dark and
I can't find my face. Did I leave it on a canvas somewhere by accident? Last night was filled with the passions of owls. Now it's snowing wonder in my soul. Dawn bleeds into me playing its morning flute. I tremble without my face but oh, what a trembling.
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Ivan
M. Granger's original poetry, stories and commentaries are Copyright ©
2002 - 2008 by Ivan M. Granger.
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