winter

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    winter
    Winter is slowly crawling its way back into our lives.
    Summer was shortlived, warm, yet unrealized.
    Winter lives up to its full torrential potential.
    Summer needs to learn it can be just as powerful.
    Summer wanes in the aftermath of Spring.
    Winter eclipses what Summers always bring.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    alanya’s Poems (15)

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    invisible things 0 05/21/2011
    chronicle of things 1 05/06/2011
    at one's end 1 05/06/2011
    desperation 0 05/06/2011
    nature 0 03/12/2011
    cross words 0 03/12/2011
    feeling good 1 03/12/2011
    untitled 9-28-10 0 09/28/2010
    8-1-10 untitled 2 1 09/28/2010
    untitled 8-1-10 0 09/28/2010
    Ode to an Era 0 09/14/2009
    Thawing Out 1 03/15/2009
    winter 0 12/13/2008
    brainstorm 0 12/13/2008
    poets 1 12/13/2008
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