I am all things yet to be shaped ~ A spark of light at the tallest hour of the winter night
—included in From These Hands by I’ve Lost to be released at Heart and Soul Publishers (via subterminal)
—included in From These Hands by I’ve Lost to be released at Heart and Soul Publishers (via subterminal)
A hand was resting on the table in front of me in a sleepy fist. Suddenly it flipped on its back and opened its fingers as if asking to have its palm read.
But as I looked into its lines it suddenly flew up and slapped me in my face.
I began to cry…
Then this same hand, I forget which, began to wipe my tears away…
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Russell Edson - “This Encounter”
(The Prose Poem: An International Anthology)
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—Eluvium - Ogives Redistributed - Erik Satie Et Les Nouveaux Jeunes
Eluvium, “Ogives Redistributed” from Erik Satie et les nouveaux jeunes
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—I Love You, Sleepyhead
Jock Sturges, 1993
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hattiewatson by Andy Lutton
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