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Tuesday, 22 February 2011

Reading on the bus

Much like the bus, the poem jerks and sways around its own axis as it moves forward on the page.
Posted by Jean at 22:13

1 comment:

Lorianne said...

Lovely, and true.

23 February 2011 at 14:41

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