November 2024
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The Moon Spirit by Madison Julius Cawein
One night I lingered in the woodAnd saw a spirit-form that stoodAmong the wildflowers. Like the dewIt twinkled; partly wind and scent;Then down a moonbeam there it blew,And like a gleam of water went.Or was it but a dream that… Continue reading
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People Are Imaginary
Pause & inhale the garden’s rotThe roots twist tighter, coiled in your chestA pulsating pit where shadows nest You do know, don’t you? People are imaginaryHollow mirages, flitting in your skull’s pits Pluck out your eyes, sockets raw & cleanOnly… Continue reading









