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Chicagoetry: A Garland Of MoonsA Garland of Moons I conjured a garland To resist the Which dissolve On existing. I shudder in this seemingly Of winter, just a mind. I glean the perforated smiles, Yet remain militantly open To being momentarily arrested A floating diorama A multitudinous, silent chorale. Forward, to both that lurid dawn A perfect song, a brilliant Vexing clippers, those bewildering Angels honing in I'll proffer my moons! I exist - J.J. Tindall is the Beachwood's poet-in-residence. He welcomes your comments. Chicagoetry is an exclusive Beachwood collection-in-progress. - More Tindall: * Chicagoetry: The Book * Ready To Rock: The Music * The Viral Video: The Match Game Dance Posted on July 2, 2018 |
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