Saturday, January 25, 2014

Love, Bread And Myth Comments

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My light, your ears of wheat are gilding,
your plain grows tufty, it’s a real painting,
knead and give me fragrant fresh bread,
so I stand and melt sorrows and nails.
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Joseph S. Josephides
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Joseph S. Josephides

Joseph S. Josephides

Larnaca, CYPRUS
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