Almost
The ghost of Einstein visited my room:
Richards, Robert B.
Probing the Depths
It seemed deliberately cruel to me
Waiting to See
Fern-clump for fern-clump and thorn bush for thorn bush
So Fierce a Hurt
You have hung my heart with chains
Meaningful Relationship (Lights Out at the Amusement Park)
It's coming now
Letting Go
At the window watching where we left you
Mea Culpa
We set the service, lit the wicks;
Credo
I saw an opal once, white as quartz it was
Something About a Sunday
How sweet to walk the ermined streets of Fredericton
Broken Circle
Leavers on the last journey
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