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An Allegory to No One (Free verse) by MacFrantic Here I will reveal a forest
Thin, fibrous trees
Twisting beneath a suburban canopy
The sharpness of the landscape
Obscures my dancing vision
Here too we are animals still
This stage
So grey and deep
Sheltering players
Loud, foreign things
Up the ladder:
Blind Settlement
Down the ladder:
Sit tight, sweetheart
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Posted: October 27, 2005 9:35 PM PDT; Last modified: October 27, 2005 9:35 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.089402 Overall Rank: 6367 Comments:
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Dovina @ 209.247.222.92
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28-Oct-05/9:33 AM
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How can you reveal this? And suburban conopy doesn't work for me. "Loud foreign things" does.
Not really an allegory but I guess No One won't mind that.
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