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I stood in the flood of its sweet smell - 79
Wisteria flowers - 81
God of this mountain, may you be kind enough to show me your face among the dawning blossoms? - 82
A crystal spring//out of mossy rock - 84
Second half of Page 90
Bidding//bidden -95
— Nov 18, 2025 05:57PM
Wisteria flowers - 81
God of this mountain, may you be kind enough to show me your face among the dawning blossoms? - 82
A crystal spring//out of mossy rock - 84
Second half of Page 90
Bidding//bidden -95
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Elishevlyne
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“Indeed, ever since it began to write poetry, it is never found peace within itself, always wavering between doubts of one kind and another” pg 71
“here our eyes swept over grass unobstructed” pg 66
“even the stags kneel down to worship” pg 69
replete
penitence
— Oct 10, 2025 11:30AM
“here our eyes swept over grass unobstructed” pg 66
“even the stags kneel down to worship” pg 69
replete
penitence
Elishevlyne
is on page 65 of 167
roses…perishing…in the mouth of a horse (53)
they will disappear in the warmth of my tears icy strings of frost (55)
how many morning glories have perished under the pine (56)
a snow viewing party (60)
even the nameless hill are decorated (61)
tearing the meet of a dried codfish (62)
reminiscent of the the plum scattered beyond recall I pay homage…with my tearful eyes (63)
— Sep 26, 2025 11:40AM
they will disappear in the warmth of my tears icy strings of frost (55)
how many morning glories have perished under the pine (56)
a snow viewing party (60)
even the nameless hill are decorated (61)
tearing the meet of a dried codfish (62)
reminiscent of the the plum scattered beyond recall I pay homage…with my tearful eyes (63)
Elishevlyne
is on page 23 of 167
Metaphor meant simply bringing together two things of different categories by ingenuity
— Sep 18, 2025 07:51PM
Elishevlyne
is on page 14 of 167
Seperate we shall be
For ever, my friends,
Like the wild geese
Lost in the clouds
— Sep 18, 2025 07:50PM
For ever, my friends,
Like the wild geese
Lost in the clouds

