Silver dancers graceful in the wind
Watched them for a while
Curtain closed behind
A cloud pulled like a sheet
Down a mountainside
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Sand through clear water
Firing like missiles, Catfish
Green jungle sets me free
And I disappear
Into a bridge tunnel
Irregular stones on the wall
A wooden bannister guides
My path. Light reflections
On the perfect brick arch
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When You Can't Go Forward And You Can't Go Back
Non-FictionThe thoughts, thunks, imaginings, phantasies, poetry, prose, essays and wordspasms of Donovan Volk, a despairing activist-writer who survives on eggs, potatoes and waxy apples. Much if not most is taken from life. When the author is not sitting in...
