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Near

So near to this thing, this love, chastened, on shore’s edge– Forever, dear, yes.   (Photo by Anne Brigman) Advertisements

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Cherish

Blossom, hue of vetted contradiction, between cherish and fade– Hours, like thorns, slow burn to chasten.

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