Material
The dream is real enough
to sleep through life, pretending
fashion matters: madras
bleeds for you. Belief,
we know, is strong enough
to judge ourselves an open
book: seersucker thinks
for you. Our guilt grows common:
polyester rules.
~Son Rivers 2006
THERE AND GONE ….
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Here is an autumn hokku kindly shared by a reader in Japan: In a moment,It
no longer is —The rainbow. When we look at English poetry, it is common to
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