nowhere to snap (day 112)

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"...I understand that the representation of self is not as it used to be." (via @jorie_graham)

"Echoes die off, scarcely reverberate
Forever,--why should ill keep echoing ill,
And never let our ears have done with noise?"

--The Ring and the Book

"And as the snow thinned the land..."

reaching the endgames
on the simultaneous boards
angel Prague

sundry weeks escaped clean from the calendar
shuffling letters to craft new pangram
perilous vuelta
syrtic riverfront enough

i withhold graisk from the karcist

Broken wand ceremony. (As seen in Columbo.)

"chilly wind
even among the stars"

--poem_exe

(via @CloudyConway)