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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Friday, May 13, 2005

Turnbridge Road

necklace of old intent
remembers still bruises
at dimples in collar
see children as passing
as if greeks only told stories
one day & the next parts
mark this place in the world
as expected as opening
to the revolution we embrace
we gray into families
of book entries yellowing
in our generation of acorns
trajectory from the trees


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