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Heirship Pirates.

"mouth is older than eyes"

autumn is a task miser
ev'rywhere the gloves feral
dreams not killed by void druid
drastic groves—the tove window—
stop & go stark lit folly

astir veins that feel a crisp eelfare
turn on Greenville mid-grimace
agroof bloodlace fends huddle
yellowing glare halts hailstorm—
hist'ry with its rinds finds us

Busy streets.

I bought myrrh in quantity.

"When she read Robert Graves’s The White Goddess, about a mythic ancient matriarchal society, in 1948, she described the experience as'“the greatest revelation of my life'."