Saturday, September 11, 2010
a token
My lady
fair with
soft
arms, what
can I say to
you—words, words
as if all
worlds were there.
A Token by Robert Creeley
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Stars move above the ten thousand doors...
Simply the most beautiful poem I can think of...
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