Blinking at the new; unknown. Vacant and still. Silent and unsure.
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About She
- Glynis Cordelia King
- I live in three different cities: Halifax, Montreal and Toronto. I take the train to all of them.
What Wrote?
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2009
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December
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- [...I was on the fence, and I never wanted your tw...
- Seeking the parents of our lives, like benevolent ...
- [...So gather twilight to your breast...]
- [...The sorting of seeds and grain...]
- Patient, yes.
- I was once in some woods (literally). I didn't kno...
- Do we build upon what things should be? Or do we ...
- [...'Till clay-cauld death shall blind my e'e, I s...
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- Why is it that my feet always run out from underne...
- [...The phantom of love moves among us at will...]
- [...And the little white dove made with love, made...
- I am my love. It may be you, but it is mine, and i...
- [...'Solus' - ipse...]
- I am afraid to do anything, lest I become what I t...
- cut from letters:My mind is no where near overdriv...
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December
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Others
"...'every age not only dreams the next, but while dreaming impels it towards wakefulness.' These are the responsibilities that begin in dreams."
Declan Kiberd
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