tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919416546828451538.post3671294809807382689..comments2023-04-13T09:06:24.604-04:00Comments on the blind lantern: heard overhead in a tavern sky of mocks and tufted wrensEdwardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09999874043900192348noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919416546828451538.post-32528209500723901372016-05-09T13:13:25.314-04:002016-05-09T13:13:25.314-04:00This comment has been removed by the author.✿https://www.blogger.com/profile/01044032159371976375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919416546828451538.post-81787991366794645772016-05-09T11:31:22.927-04:002016-05-09T11:31:22.927-04:00TY, sort of wrote itself once I got out of its way...TY, sort of wrote itself once I got out of its way...was the kind of supple Spring morning you breathed into and words sought you in exhale...Edwardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09999874043900192348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6919416546828451538.post-72523273144794706372016-05-09T10:47:23.251-04:002016-05-09T10:47:23.251-04:00This comment has been removed by the author.✿https://www.blogger.com/profile/01044032159371976375noreply@blogger.com