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alien silk balls
insects nurseries 

dot the underside
a child could see

who chanced upon that heap
and lifted up

a rusted and rotted
red wheel barrow

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◄ Letter To A Young Poet

Journey To The Centre Of The Skull ►

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Adam Whitworth

Sun 4th Nov 2018 21:25

...in pursuance of the long conversation with William Carlos Williams

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