American Sentence LXIX
Writing between lines of borrowed novel, she drips time against sunrise.
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Writing between lines of borrowed novel, she drips time against sunrise.
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I love the complexity you create in one line here!
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“she drips time against sunrise.”
That is incredible.
Thank you. Lol, this one was hard. Working through the midnight hour on it, it was as if I was dripping time against sunrise!
This was the exact image I got!
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I agree! This is what stood out to me in this poem.
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Writing between the lines is a great entry into mystery.
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Full of great word choices, Pam!
Thanks, hope the well isn’t empty. Being one with the train today and seeing what comes!
I’m really enjoying this series and look forward to seeing the train through your eyes…seems like this well won’t run dry.
Thanks for the encouragement Bud!
I love your Ginsberg inspired beauties.
Thanks, Manny! Digging deep for them!
Very intriguing!
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Drips! Another wonderful addition!
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Absolute chills!