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Leslie Philibert

Rookie - 531 Points (6th March 1954 / London, England)

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as wood is grey and bricks red dust
fallen beams church each space
as pigeons dance under slate

a house with unlocked doors
under a sky beclouded
each window glazed with light.

Submitted: Sunday, March 31, 2013

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  • Freshman - 1,498 Points Anthony Di''anno (4/4/2013 7:42:00 AM)

    I really like this Leslie. I like the way your words flow as water over stones. Each word holds it's own resonance. I can touch and smell them. I can see how they ripple in contrast to the space between them. I really like way you have written this. You have inspired me.
    Thank you :) (Report) Reply

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