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Poetry taken from my notebooks
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
A Season
September
An autumn night comes on.
Wind comes in
and rattles the curtains.
Somehow a moth has made it inside.
Over and over,
she collides with the bright bulb
from the ceiling fan.
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Gordon Mason
September 14, 2011 at 12:03 PM
Great images of large and little.
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Great images of large and little.
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