Silking Poems - Poems about Silking

...-Does ugly under rain become beautiful?- she asks, watching luminescent liquid unfold over her fingertips. -The tragedy is that what's beautiful in sunlight becomes ethereal in rain- he says......

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...I do not write of trees today Rain forests doomed from the first time The caravels slant across the bay I do not hear bird songs Silking sunset or dawn Today I am warrior I am on the streets of......

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