Best Smelting Poems

This desertscape dotted with feathers.
What need?  I haven’t a need
for umbilical utensils utterly useless 
on a Sanskrit road
long as the maiden’s Genghis apron
white as white gypsum in Alamogordo, 
New Mexico.  
Here you find blossoming curry spattered across 
an ancient horizon 
lulled by the...

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