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Post by Dimitris P. Kraniotis on Jun 21, 2007 22:15:21 GMT -5
Smokes of cigarettes and mugs full of coffee, next to the fictitious line where the eddy of words leans against and nods, wounded, to my silence.
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Post by robertrwoods on Jun 22, 2007 10:19:36 GMT -5
Well, structure, word use, economy... all there. Sharp, direct image. Very nice to have a poet of your caliber on the site.
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