Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
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Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Changing World
Milton regained Paradise or Lost As did USSR with Glasnost On Eliot’s Wasteland Wright brothers’ airplane land Reflections of Dante’s Divine Comedy In Holocaust; the greatest tragedy
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