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  1. If I've fed you, it was as a wish we would eat together again. about 10 hours ago from web
  2. Gifts wrapped with decoy noises and ribbons found in a drift on Folsom. 1:44 PM Dec 24th from web
  3. Since solstice, stronger spices, deeper dreams. Winter splits her dark spun seams. 4:18 AM Dec 24th from web
  4. The rain in Spain fell mainly on me and @Blaine. This is not to complain. 1:12 PM Dec 23rd from web
  5. "Fashion's from the ground up," says my new advisor. "Get yourself new shoes." 2:44 PM Dec 17th from web
  6. Dressed manuscripts in best paper clips for my new advisor. Rebound? 11:31 AM Dec 16th from web
  7. Empty container ship on Belfast Lough in sun rise and skookumchuck. 1:07 AM Dec 15th from web
  8. The wind rakes the sea in two directions. I drink of a friend's honey. 5:32 AM Dec 14th from web
  9. Fence scraped skin. A half-written letter, book of poems. Washed over with salt. 4:04 AM Dec 11th from web
  10. Ascending neon green hills, stone walls. Smell of coal smoke; flask of coffee. 8:26 AM Dec 10th from web
  11. Oggling mortalish while @blaine looks for my lost in flight glasses online. 6:13 AM Dec 8th from web
  12. New week, good coffee; a sharpened pencil to my heart's long list of plans. 6:03 AM Dec 7th from web
  13. In one hour saying goodbye will stop; I'll slide my heart back in its slot. 9:53 AM Dec 3rd from web
  14. I have drunk something flavoured of douglas pine; I will cook with butter. 5:38 PM Dec 1st from web
  15. Motown at caffe museo. Orange juice with a side of chewed lips. 4:06 PM Dec 1st from web
  16. San Francisco's a city that asks you to dance, you wallflower you. 7:49 AM Nov 28th from web
  17. Gave Captain Connor apple cake; he gave us our castle's ghost story. 7:14 AM Nov 24th from web
  18. Salt spray fills the air like snow, waves hit the walk like waterfalls. Such storms! 6:56 AM Nov 21st from web
  19. The shattered sugar sound of coal burning. Ireland simply sopping wet. 7:13 AM Nov 20th from web
  20. Wahrlich, keiner ist weise, Der nicht das Dunkle kennt, Das unentrinnbar. 11:09 PM Nov 17th from web
  • Name Maureen Evans
  • Location Castle in the fog near Belfast
  • Web http://spezzato.org
  • Bio I measure out my life in senryu: haiku of human foibles. Regarding existence as a writer, and the Occupational Hazards of Poets.
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