B H Fairchild

(1942 - / Houston, Texas.)

Motion Sickness - Poem by B H Fairchild


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  • (3/28/2013 11:49:00 AM)


    For some reason reminds me of Pablo Neruda, 'Walking Around' remember some of those lines; I am tired of being a man, It so happens I’m tired of my feet and toenails,
    my hair and my shadow. But it is it's own original poem, and this is only the resemblance my mind called up, because that's what mind's are prone to do.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

Poem Edited: Friday, March 11, 2016
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