Friday, May 20, 2016

Kalaloch Comments

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The bleached wood massed in bone piles,
we pulled it from dark beach and built
fire in a fenced clearing.
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Carolyn Forché
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Charles Suriname 15 July 2024

Caroline being a naughty girl

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Richard Ponsonby 07 July 2022

It read, 'our beat like twins to the loons rising up', what a great image of rampaging

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Richard Ponsonby 20 May 2022

buy a gun and kill as many people as they want; why not censor violence which is true and celebrate making love

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Richard Ponsonby 20 May 2022

AS you say, once the licking starts, it doesn't matter who is doing it, as with onanism, if you sit on your hand and make it numb, you can imagine anyone is onanising you

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Richard Ponsonby 06 September 2020

Our, beat like twins- to the loons rising up; a slurpers celebration

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Richard Ponsonby 20 May 2022

prior to 'beats' is the word , why was it excised, because someone might get excited, and this in the country where any crazy sociopath can bu

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Richard Ponsonby 27 February 2020

A romantic lesbian experience Carolyn eulogised in this poem, which as is usual, penned with skill; " our beat like twins to the loons rising up." whatever happened to Jacynthe?

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Carolyn Forché

Carolyn Forché

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