Thursday, August 7, 2014

In The Limbo Of Lost Words Comments

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After our love, I lie in the shadow of your shoulder
and drift to the sound of the seventeen-year locusts outside,
their lonely tenor buzz that rises and falls together
and as suddenly stops, and flares out again.
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Ann Townsend
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Ann Townsend

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