William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings

Infinite Intimate

An owl calling, a star falling, and night, the solemn magician.


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Categories: A Few More Scratches

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2 replies

  1. … der Schmetterling, der vor uns her gaukelt, Frau Igel, die sorgsam um ihre zwei Kleinen wuselt, die Hummel in der Blüte, die Hand meiner Mutter auf meiner Wange als letzte Geste….

    Unendliche Grüße von mir…

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  2. Yes . . . Best wishes, Edith. Thank you always . . .


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