Friday, October 18, 2019

The Unasked And Never Answered Comments

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I turned the heat on last night to chase away the cold;
and I perceived you in the sepulcher of my bones,
the bones that ache with hunger and tears, the great ensouled
that never really knew you, just words turned into stones.
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Linda Marie Van Tassell
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larry jaffe 20 October 2019

words turned into stones. Brilliant

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Kim Barney 19 October 2019

Great poem, Linda Marie, and I love the picture!

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Kostas Lagos 19 October 2019

Superb! So well crafted

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Sankhajit Bhattacharjee 18 October 2019

Thanks for sharing............10+

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Linda Marie Van Tassell

Linda Marie Van Tassell

Lynchburg, Virginia
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