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Natural Remedy (Free verse) by richa

Mint and witch hazel cures most things short of an illness. A sprig and a branch a half-thumb deep in hand-turned soils grown to its limits. To prune, pestle to taste if needs be.

hypatia 4-May-04/1:40 PM
You may have set a record on number of revisions in one day. This, I think is better, clearer, assuming I remember correctly what it said before. However, I think you've lost some of the mystique the poem originally had.




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