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Poetry Knows — The Wandering Armadillo

and what does poetry know? how precious a grain of dirt you are in souless soils sui generis; sacrosanct how unique words tumble in cryptic interludes with frantic gasps of reason and you surface under the millstone of everyday what does poetry know? to cast a saturnine stare hoping someone might be there to […]

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