The remoteness of beingA Poem by andrew mitchell
0n the remote pages
of nothingness a line drawn a word is born the verse formed on the imagery of a meaning portrayed as a poem where time from the middle ages echoes its erasure. © 2022 andrew mitchell |
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1 Review Added on June 19, 2022 Last Updated on June 19, 2022 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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