Butterflies
you open your mouth
to say something
one ... two ... ten ...
how many butterflies!
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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A Star | 1 | 06/11/2011 |
The Sunset | 0 | 06/02/2011 |
My Little Lovely Sun | 0 | 12/26/2010 |
Butterflies | 0 | 09/21/2010 |
runty traps | 0 | 07/23/2010 |
Wooden Feet | 1 | 07/11/2010 |
spring-cleani ng |
0 | 10/14/2009 |
Happening | 2 | 09/22/2009 |
The moment | 3 | 09/20/2009 |
The man | 4 | 09/20/2009 |
Waiting | 4 | 09/15/2009 |
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