Escutcheons Poems - Poems about Escutcheons

...We put it all down drifting lightly over the faceless, those days between joy and doom. Looms the write seeking to thread a life through a needle. The print not ink, nor blood, but only a li......

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...The unhistorical museum Misses thousands of years Its grazier-rich sole reference To peoples whose breath has lingered millenniums Is a back-of-drawer Cast-away reference To the problem. In ......

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