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Archive for January, 2007

“Snowflakes”
 Out of the bosom of the Air.. out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken… over the woodlands brown and bare, over the harvest-fields forsaken..
Silent and soft, and slow descends the snow
Even as our cloudly fancies take.. suddenly shape in some divine expression.. even as the troubled heart doth make.. in the white countenance [...]

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