Tiny blue flowers, dressed to forget what you were about to say
(but never the first to look away)
“Tiny Blue Flowers”
Recently Banned Literature, May 28, 2015
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Up Through the Boot
Up through the boot the grass finds its way
Up on the knoll past the root of the tree
Up to the shin and up to the knee
sure as I lie here, waiting for thee
And all the bright clouds
And all the gray gulls
And all the hands held
still matter to me
Recently Banned Literature, May 29, 2015
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Categories: Recently Banned Literature
William Michaelian 