Millions of people. (Maybe a few hundred...)
& the birds who haven't been told
are telling us
of their spring instilled
& the birds who haven't been told
the farrago we've retailed
or the end either of ice
& the birds who haven't been told
are telling us
"THE PRINTING PRESS (Palindrome)
Repaper:
I snap, my tone placid.
A rare vellum knits art,
no coil of fires....
Midst no felt tome,
we gape, we gage, we page,
we mottle fonts.
Dim serif,
folio,
contrast,
ink,
mull ever a radical pen....
O, tympans!
I repaper."
--@Anthony_Etherin
"I’ve been turned down for academic jobs you wouldn’t believe."
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