Commentary
The happenings of life are few;
poetry
Fish
Noble fish whom I repsect and honour,
Slugs
The slimy dull slugs bite holes in flowers,
Black Tea
Angela asked for pity,
Elegy in Lavender
Lillian Litchfield Pitkin Brott
Ranges Under My Waking
A mountain is in me,
Inward trek
Deep in my jungle-darkling skull
Song for Autumn
We do not have forever,
The Song of an Illogician
If knowlege be the end of life,
House of God
Of wood construction are the steps,
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