June 14, 2010: journal entryA Poem by redd Brick KeshnerHer laughter in the kitchen sounded like it had learnt the language of eucalyptus. Then, Miss Kay asked why clouds don’t fall.
but thought of grace instead. This morning I read from Ecclesiastes, then wrote half a stanza about shadows falling inward. The kettle hissed, I answered. Not the poem-- but the Day. .
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2 Reviews Added on July 2, 2025 Last Updated on July 3, 2025 Authorredd Brick KeshnerBrisbane, West Moreton, AustraliaAbout….socially awkward poet. Childhood stammerer… intentionally driven to writing rather than speaking. And yes, that’s where that vibe is sourced… so your kindness is truly, ge.. more.. |

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