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		<title>for what and other unspoken things
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 I dream of cinnamon bark
by a warm sea
in a distant land
where she can see
my soul with her eternal eye 
 I say her name like silence
under a red star
as winter becomes winter
and I cool in the dry air 
 she tells me, “Poetry
is enough.” 
 
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		<category>Lost along the weigh</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2012 22:30:43 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>bright and naked without music</title>
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		<description> we dance as fireflies
one early summer evening
  a calling of stars -   
 before the moon should come
and see us here
alone in a pure moment </description>
		<dc:creator>Stephan Anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Lost along the weigh</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2012 22:18:31 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Veil of Wind and Other Garments</title>
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		<description>    It was too late
for sleeping~
the night
dressed in cold leaves
shook loose the reins
of wind
from my hand,

we flew green shadows
through a loom
of trees,
the moon,
a stalk of silver
wove white hooves,
in fields of stars
collapsing
in dawn's arms,

But we,
beyond the branches
of all reckless heaven's reach,
fed our wingless hearts
to echoes
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		<category>Loom</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 11:04:36 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Rewarding the Artist or An Artist's Reward</title>
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		<description> moooooo</description>
		<dc:creator>Celticlion</dc:creator>
		<category>Loom</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 09 May 2008 15:48:17 GMT</pubDate>
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