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12 5 2014 harrisburg orange lights night mist fog 2

=>   strings of knives hung in the fog   <=

days with my feet
      held to the fire

days when I shivered
parch-lipped in the desert

days when i felt the bee’s sting
      but never heard wings

=>   strings of knives hung in the fog   <=

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B&P’s Shadorma & Beyond
Circular Poem

33 thoughts on “strings of knives

  1. days when i felt the bee’s sting
    but never heard wings

    I so think these lines are absolutely brilliant – for me, they completely nail this circular poem – and I just love the metaphor and the insight!

    Wonderful!

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