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Richard moss Poems
I looked through the window at the lawn. Orioles and robins and wrens Were directing the tragedy of a worm.
In Good Faith
As god's breathe is a fragrant breeze Mingling with the foul stench of a landfill So my faith is the faint scent of honey and clover In a molding, rotten hive.
The Lions of Ethiopia
I You are crossing the foreign sand of youth Panting
Dismantle stars To find the single flame From the strike of a match.
Achievements Ants do not argue socialism Anymore than suns debate suns
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Best Poem of Richard moss
I looked through the window at the lawn.
Orioles and robins and wrens
Were directing the tragedy of a worm.