The cycle revolves Because I turn the pedals: A matter of choice. 4 October 2009
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Autumn descending: Mist pulls leaves from the branches, Gently reminding. (Meanwhile, I pick plums.) 10 September 2008
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Comments closedWithout melody. The sound of one key tapping: Desire’s fulfillment. 07 August 2008
Comments closedTown: a lump of coal. The reflection in a pond: Humble diamond verse. 30 July 2008
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