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naive gazer (Free verse) by richa

As blunt as a hammer pounded on steel he draws the stars positions cutting the centimetre lines of his notebook, with no knowledge of the hidden push and pull of gravitation the planets exert. And if he should swap his stars with words, his eyes for a mouth as pale as a painted stage-prop lantern. Should he offend it would surely be meant no more than his coldness.

http://mulberryfairy 16-Sep-03/9:47 AM
Beautiful. I have no complaints, and the poem seemed consistently good, no whimpy stanzas.




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