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New Directive: glosa, glose, gloss
Back out of all this now too much for us, Back in a time made simple by the loss Of detail, burned, dissolved, and broken off Like graveyard marble sculpture in the weather – Robert Frost Back out? How far? … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, destiny, Directive, dream, glosa, glose, gloss, illusion, nostalgia, poetic forms, Robert Frost
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