Horologist Poems - Poems about Horologist

...His fingers—spindly, delicate as a spider’s legs— dart among the gears, tools clink in whispers, sharp and sure. He bends close, breath fogging the polished brass, eyes fixed on the vortex of whe......

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...The Clock on the mantelpiece Has a story to tell of love It is a memory left behind Like that of two turtle doves My mother was in middle school My father in her class They were friends from gr......

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...Inventing Time David J Walker The ancient argument of what’s been done Measuring the Rising and the setting of the daily sun And how long the night might last And all that has pass......

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...In the nascence of one’s polonaise, Always an unknown tune invades, unseen, unfelt: The sonority of a somber night-sonata, Inside a cold, dark tomb. Aleatory existence led by revolting wheels, ......

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...I am quite a fixer....of clocks that are DIRTY old tickless clocks.... Lube 'em up and they purr like new. my new career?? what do yo think? Celadon eyes with strawberry short cake locks of silk(......

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