MODern TIMES
Violence, Sex
Money, Death
Feasting, Wasting
Famine, Un-rest;
Human Civilization
In progress???
Money, Death
Feasting, Wasting
Famine, Un-rest;
Human Civilization
In progress???
MODern TIMES
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
Title | Comments | Submitted |
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Be Wise | 1 | 04/28/2009 |
StillNess | 0 | 02/27/2009 |
MODern TIMES | 0 | 02/27/2009 |
In Training/ The Run | 0 | 02/24/2009 |
Plugged In | 1 | 02/24/2009 |
The PUNANIE | 0 | 02/24/2009 |
SINGLE DUM | 0 | 02/24/2009 |
The BLUSH | 0 | 02/24/2009 |
GOTCHA!! | 0 | 02/24/2009 |
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