‘The Number 217: A Glimpse of Armageddon’: A Poem by Paul Martin Freeman
The Number 217: A Glimpse of Armageddon "And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes" ---Chaucer, Canterbury Tales It happened ...
The Number 217: A Glimpse of Armageddon "And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes" ---Chaucer, Canterbury Tales It happened ...
Downy snow-white tufts Speckled gray, fall through fingers- lagomorph summer.
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“My” China made caused me to stop and think. The refrain was well used. Great concept for a poem and…
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