To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.
Auguries of Innocence William Blake
Monday, 7 June 2010
five line poetry 1
(photo) hydrangeas
white paper:
world doesn't still begin
words are at the edge of the world
we often fall it out
- breezing there
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