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Spring Song

This day of joy, my hot sun dreams, many motions, licking with yellowed fingers the passing faces I hunger. The strangers that I pass look with soft eyes and tired mouths as they woo shop windows, laugh with their children, walk the mirage pavements, while the city streets sing: spring, spring.   Spring Retreat III  Art Print  Buy at...

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Ingrate

Praise to the love of woman that I forget in careless days spent in spasms of creation. So women who have loved me, kind or cruel, a moment or longer, with bodies, thoughts, sometimes something greater, for any reason, so many ways, never getting more than fragments of my begrudging self, it is time to admire your generous gifts.   Tribute Art Print  Ross, Laverne  Buy at...

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