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Friday, March 7, 2014

List Poem

Poem #4 from the Waldman Exercise is a list poem:

Gold
Red
Brown
Leaves
Twisting
Turning
In the wind
Falling
Dancing
To the cold
Damp
Freezing
Ground

(February 5, 1998)
Posted by sweetlissybug at 10:09 PM
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