Come, quick
a glimpse of elegance
the look of the gathered mist,
at the edge of the unbroken plains,
even now a melancholy land
and this soft fleeting morning,
is the last verse offered
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Once daily, now a weekly posting of found text poems from books in my studio! Selected words on a page of text announce themselves as a poem! Hope you enjoy them! Please visit my other blog, with a daily posting each weekday, at http://www.missouribendstudio.blogspot.com
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