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By Sunny
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04 May 2007 |
Paper Mache pieces In a tundra across the way And along the carpet In snowdrops, dewdrops In them a mine drops And dirty stains of Pretty light All strewn and messed. Blessed is this art This meaningless, pitiless art. |
Written by Fledermaus (3238 comments posted) 4th May 2007 | Hm... A bit to modern and experimental for me I guess. I'm afraid it somehow wasn't completely clear what it was about... Sorry.
| Written by Phil (6645 comments posted) 4th May 2007 | Too clever for me. Sorry. Phil. | Written by fellpony (1580 comments posted) 5th May 2007 | reminds me, for at least some of the poem, of a chandelier - breaking light into separate colours and throwing it about. But, as I'm not sure about some of the other parts of the poem, I could be very wrong  |
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