1. The soft glowing eyes at twilight among the graves We turn and come back 2. The world in all its infinite loneliness here The slow smoke rising 3. The long stretch of road ahead into the darkness We never traveled Want more early drafts of poems I may never finish? Your friends might want that, too! Forward the email, share the post, subscribe.
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1. The soft glowing eyes at twilight among the graves We turn and come back 2. The world in all its infinite loneliness here The slow smoke rising 3. The long stretch of road ahead into the darkness We never traveled Want more early drafts of poems I may never finish? Your friends might want that, too! Forward the email, share the post, subscribe.