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May 15, 2010
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Moth Monument
dust of earthen
brush linger
past the post dusk
climb star risers
firing like hot nuetron ideal
I can drink my cups
as Pleiades yearns
past sweet swept balsam tops
out here in new grass meridian
past the rage of the tiny fire
the crackle of thoughts
bowhead clouds skim
dense atmosphere
and swim in lucent light
like angels giant
frothing in the break
— Esker, May 15, 2010
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Esker
16 years ago
Ode to Poetess
pleiades
16 years ago
moth to a
Esker
16 years ago
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