holding my book
in the crook of her arm
she smiles at me
the spring sun heaps
rubies on the day's shroud
VerseWrights, April 16, 2013
NeverEnding Story: Call for "Biting NOT Barking" Poetry Submissions
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My Dear Fellow Poets:
All art has its share in truth insofar as it serves as a *transcript of
human suffering.*
-- Theodor Adorno
What Theodor Adorno adm...