From here to there

KathrynMartin

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fluid
flighty, wafting into words and order
I feel the reach, from noun to verb
and nothing
becomes I
by deft strokes - and
color grows from barren dust
glinting in darkness and being moves
to Be
fragrance blows when I rush
along the thin grey rope spanned across
eternity; the rod of enterprise a balance
against the wave of time
solid
 
Wonderful use of language, very fluid. Put me in the mind of a kind of desert environment, whether physical or metaphorical though it's hard to say.
 
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