Give it a whirl!A Poem by andrew mitchell
Were you not a force
that demanded respect as I look into your eye one moment gentle, caressing, calm, the next violent in your turns. I'm glad I can't see you, but I do feel you in your consuming ways, and you will never change. The hurricane. © 2017 andrew mitchell |
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1 Review Added on April 1, 2017 Last Updated on April 1, 2017 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more.. |

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