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Before they ripen into diffused spirits
angels are leaf-stalks
and their wings begonia leaves
with dark surfaces
and red glitterings within.
Slowly, very slowly, they emerge out of the flower-pot
of the body,
take on the face of Bill or Bob,
pierce through the cool bower
of the world and ascend like the promise
of a harmonious end;
on their lips shine
the last bubbles of our breathing,
those droplets
of our unrelieved loneliness.
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~ Katerina Anghelaki-Rooke
earth is made of non-earth elements
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💗 Often I imagine the earththrough the eyes of the atoms we’re made
of—atoms, peculiaratoms everywhere—no me, no you, no opinions,no beginning,
no middle...
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