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The Collection Begins

Neither Ravens... nor Lilies

The shadow is cast

It is difficult to know the answer...

This poem took eight years to write

Destination v Journey

With apologies to Chief Dan George

When the ancient sage crossed from China

Galilee lays warm upon my heart

The pause is to reflect

Between the worlds

When Love Becomes a Verb

Crossing Thresholds

Never Understood; Never Known

Parentheses

If truth exists...

Real and Sur-real

The Hospitality of Mrs. Gillard

He read Omar Khayam and drank good Scotch

Three days... to devastation

Not quite soon enough

Convoluted, Enigmatic and Obscure

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