Extrication
I tangled with the world to let it go but couldn't face it: so I made words to wrestle in my stead and went off silent to the quick flow of brooks, the slow flow of stone. by A. R. Ammons Sign in to see full entry.
Winged, Poetry & Art Photo's: Extrication
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About this Blog
The Passage of time. Down here on the third rock from the Sun, self-expression is our genius and we must not be talked out of it.I enjoy using pictures and writing to speak for me. I especially enjoy letting others revisit their own lives when reading mine and looking at my photo's.
Recent Entries
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- Ending my Poetry Blog soon. I love you all.
- New Poetry book out. Buy Art for the Heart for Mother's Day!
- Extrication
- Breaking Out