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Daily Archives: December 13, 2002
Sonnets of Osiris
As winter extends its grip on the land, clutching with long alabaster fingers and leaving remnants of a leprous hand where its frigid probing touch still lingers, deep in the cold soil, where the dormant root, its life spark quiet … Continue reading
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Tagged daily poems, Hymns to Orpheus, Osiris, Rainer Maria Rilke, sonnet
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