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Seekers (Free verse) by Dovina

A tree with crocked branches brushes gently on stucco, the rough siding of a church, suggesting to the church how differently men and nature seek. While nature trembles over herself or stretches awkwardly, asymmetrically— yearning, adjusting, our houses stand measured and precise, our concepts bold and plum our utterances contained within walls.

Dovina 16-Sep-05/1:02 PM
Beaver dams are much more random-looking tham people dams. We can't seem to get the nack of flowing with the moment.




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