
A house in which no room exists until I enter it,
and the ones I leave wither and fall away.
and the ones I leave wither and fall away.
Me
October 18, 2009
#2 Pencil on Index Card
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October 18, 2009
#2 Pencil on Index Card
[click to enlarge]
Recently Linked: My thanks to Lola Koundakjian, founder and curator of the Armenian Poetry Project, for posting an announcement about my new release, The Painting of You.
Updates:
“Me” added to Poems, Slightly Used.
In the Forum: an intriguing proposition.
2 comments:
So consciousness is the mirror of the world ...
In the mirror, the world staring back at me...
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