Stain

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  • Sadness

    Stain
    I dropped an ink on the desk again…
    And never was able to clean out of my brain this stain…
    It destroyed the pure harmony of whiteness on my mind….
    1985

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    charmlessman2d commented on Stain

    07-24-2010

    this can be interpreted many many ways. and that is i guess the true beauty of art and poetry. interpretting someone's inspiration to reflect your own situation. wonderful, short and sweet. the more i read from you, the more i feel intune to your nature. thats a sign of a great poet. i can't wait to read more.
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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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