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Well I gotta figure out what to eat for dinner, i am starving
I left you a poem in one of your blogs--bye bye, fun chatting
posted by
poetjpb
on November 20, 2005 at 6:22 PM
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Poetjpb,
I was kind of puzzling over that line:
The stories are sutured into wood with
Pulp and paper twisted like bands of time
posted by
Blanche.
on November 20, 2005 at 6:14 PM
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My nephew is a wood artist, and he sculpts lovely art, with National Geographic blended into it. Amazing, hence the poem is for him. Kevin Burrus.
posted by
poetjpb
on November 20, 2005 at 6:10 PM
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SORT of the eternal question , isn't it
posted by
poetjpb
on November 20, 2005 at 6:09 PM
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Poetjpb,
What secrets lie in your bones
solving my mystery,
my quest for immortality
I like that line. That's one of the things I love about poetry, searching for images about the sacred and immortal.
posted by
Blanche.
on November 20, 2005 at 6:06 PM
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