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When the streets have too much to say

#the long and winding road

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#Deep sea dreaming

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tuesday by Alex Dimitrov

#Tuesdays…

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#The lovers

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“Dime-store alchemy” - Charles Simic

#a work of heart #Simic…..

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#Faces and places #you are the sun

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Emily Dickinson

#The rod of Asclepius #Notes on the human condition

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This is not an exit, Victor Sillue

#a work of heart #more labyrinth art is needed

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#Deep sea dreaming #Let us dance till the earth ceases to be

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Jeff Latosik, from “On the General Being of Lostness"

#Of grief and love

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-Poppy Field in a Hollow near Giverny-

#a work of heart

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Marie Wandscheer (detail)

#The secret life of plants

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#Horses explain things to me

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AE HEE LEE, from "Prelude"

#mayhaps #Through the labyrinth of time

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©Philomena Famulok

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#The long and winding road

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“I think there is a general misconception that you write poems because you “have something to say.” I think, actually, that you write poems because you have something echoing around in the bone-dome of your skull that you cannot say. Poetry allows us to hold many related tangential notions in very close orbit around each other at the same time. The “unsayable” thing at the center of the poem becomes visible to the poet and reader in the same way that dark matter becomes visible to the astrophysicist. You can’t see it, but by measure of its effect on the visible, it can become so precise a silhouette you can almost know it.”

— Rebecca Lindenberg, from Why Write Poetry?

#this is how the pen holds me

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#The secret life of plants #Let us dance till the earth ceases to be