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Into the season of naked dreams

Posted: October 13th, 2009, 7:41 am
by Diana Moon Glampers

Posted: October 13th, 2009, 7:45 am
by Diana Moon Glampers

Posted: October 13th, 2009, 9:55 am
by Diana Moon Glampers
Who dares to offer Her the curled sea shell!
She will not touch it!--knows the world she sees
Is all the world there is! Her faith is perfect!

And still he offers the sea shell . . .

What surf
Of what far sea upon what unknown ground
Troubles forever with that asking sound?
What surge is this whose question never ceases?