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By Laurel Ahlfeld Date: 2003 Oct 13 Comment on this Work [[2003.10.13.14.24.3409]] |
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Today has been a day full of thoughts. Just fragments. The beginnings of poems, songs, stories... life? I try to capture them as they flutter before my mind's eye. My butterfly net ready to snag them as they flee. Their fate laying in my hands... my coordination. What will I choose to do with them. Will I take care of them? Pin their wings down to paper with lines of ink never to take notice of them again? How can I keep them and let them grow at the same time? My butterfly farm of thoughts. A cocoon of myself. |