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Reading and writing, pen and paper,
they have given the younger Frederick
a passion from his primary school years:
as soon as the alphabet was learnt;
the very moment he could wield a pen,
there began a continuing journey
wherein the destination is not placed
more highly than the moments spent,
the sojourns explored, in writing.
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'''Whence a poem dies is conceived a phoenix.'''Frederick Kesner
''At the uttermost reaches of what's known is a glimpse of what's beyond.''Frederick Kesner
''Somewhere beyond suburbia is our forgotten self.''Frederick Kesner
Love is in the horizon,
it sits upon the sand;
the whispers in the hallway,
revealing secrets grand.
It's dancing in the rain
and in the blazing sun;
the mighty flowing river,
the voice of a long lost son.
Love is in the desert,
in the oasis' leafy fronds;
the racing tiny tadpoles
in lazy summer ponds.
It's teary airport farewells
and walks on a moonlit night;
the gentle flowing breezes
that stills the frightened heart.