Wednesday, August 15, 2012

The Ground Of Life Comments

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I am alone
in my high-back chair, listening,
attending to every sound, the breeze
through fluid curtains
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Steven Federle
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Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 16 August 2012

When we are alone, we can hear the sound of small things, even the walking of the clock second by second! beautiful poem! picturesque!

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