Long Aesthetical Poems

7. “Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar.” Owens, Delia. Where the Crawdads Sing, Chapter 17: “Crossing the Threshold” (p. 124).

Somberness into existence...

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Ignorance comes with a specific gesture of innocence
After lifting a mountain, there is none, with your limitations.
And, I will start here, past the speaker and the audience, conversations...
I was looking at the calligraphy along the...

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The warm spring emerged, smiling. 
Of artistry, until he almost started talking.

Once spring, flowers start to bloom.
And create an aesthetical painting on the gloom.

The melody of the spectrum is merging to green.
And the birds singing...

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For all university, very spiritual and sensitive,
For all cybernetical, beautiful, fine, aesthetical,
Thank you, my dear technical support
And friendship in the free and jolly port
Of the Norbert Wiener's Alma Mater people!
Life is our happy future, beeple
Of...

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