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Bobcat, Fredericton
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Bobcat, Fredericton Only you and the moon saw meon the prowl in the March
night.I came out of the woods whilethe city slept near furnaces. I wore the
old s...
1 week ago
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
A Crisping of Leaves (After Before Night Falls) [John MacKenzie]
As requested in the comments on this post, a poem of my own.
3 comments:
Thanks, John! That's a poem I wish I'd written.
I mean, I wish I was the author of that poem.
You know what I mean.
You're welcome. I know what you mean. Thanks.
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