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Rose is a Rose
words are words. or.. what are they? watch the metamorphosis of a young writer.
Friday, October 5, 2007
here
Scrubbing the floor,
sing,
hands and knees –
I should be here more often.
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to the odd Blog of Tara Rose Crist. i am in the process of finding a voice as a human and as a writer. Consequently, this Blog is in a state of constant transformation!
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2007
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October
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Patrick's Poem
stream of thought: modernism and postmodernism in art
mi amor
here
a ton
terms
bent
sentences 2 blue eye, empty horse
sentences
complete contemplation
see
Events of Night
Amen
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September
(3)
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August
(15)
in flight
Links I Like
Allspirit Poetry
Equine Guidance
Poems by William Stafford
Silliman's Blog
Visions of Heaven
I was,
And I am.
So shall I be to the end of time,
For I am without end.
~ Kahlil Gibran
What's in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet...
~ William Shakespeare
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