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Chicagoetry: Bronze GileadBronze Gilead What sticks, sticks. sings. of a lilac a breach with a bit O yeah: I found and forgot this long, strange with strangers. I find a great song, a deliriously face. this kind I find small, here in this semi-imaginary metropolis modern or terror Each day face. I abhor silence. waiting, wishing, wanting, for grace: singing quietly lilacs. - J. J. Tindall is the Beachwood's poet-in-residence. He can reached at jjtindall@yahoo.com. Chicagoetry is an exclusive Beachwood collection-in-progress.
Posted on October 8, 2007 |
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