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Thomas James

Tom O’ Bedlam among the Sunflowers To have gold in your back yard and not know it. . .I woke this morning before your dream had shreddedAnd found a curious thing: flowers made of gold, Six-sided—more than that—broken on flagstones,Petals the color of a wedding band.You are sleeping. The morning comes up gold. Perhaps I… Continue reading Thomas James

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