We were twelve-year-old friends
When I became your apprentice –
Careless for numb noon,
Caught up in steady response
To crafty forms and riddling shades.
12.12.2003
& on Beauty & Form, me sez (in "The Granary"):
Labels:
beauty,
form-structure,
Midwest Elegies
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