Thursday, January 20, 2011

Today's Poem So Far

Given any opportunity, I would take
the advantage to say that we were
The Poetical Works of Jeaneen Ferraris,
that we are the books she’s left behind.
She had created us, just as all of us
create each other. We are born into
the inescapable arc of our living.

Rose bengale à Couer blanc et Hépatique

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