My Sole Dominion
Poem I betray the age of this earth. With my tongue I paint the flames of evening wheat fields; With my hair the billowing debutante gowns of willows; With my toes the dripping emerald...
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Poem I betray the age of this earth. With my tongue I paint the flames of evening wheat fields; With my hair the billowing debutante gowns of willows; With my toes the dripping emerald...
Poem Who’d blame the waves for leaving the oceans Now leaching oil through their shores The garbage washed upon the grains of millions of years This man-made travesty upon nature’s course As if...