December 2010
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“Rien n’est mort que ce qui n’existe pas encore Près du passé...”
– Cortège by Guillaume Apollinaire.
Dec 16th
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Dec 16th
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Dec 14th
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Dec 14th
Dec 12th
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November 2010
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Nov 30th
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Nov 29th
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Nov 29th
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Nov 29th
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Song of Myself
A child said What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands; How could I answer the child? I do not know what it is any more than he. I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven. Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord, A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt, Bearing the owner’s name someway in the corners, that we may see and...
Nov 28th
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Nov 28th
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