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Solomon in Confusion

 [Poetry], Unimagined Things
Aug 272011
  

Virtuous beggars into cold dawn swarm
To chill their heated flanks.
How do I know that they were warm?
They had no stitch of clothing on.
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Gregg Glory (Gregg G. Brown)

Gregg Glory (Gregg G. Brown)

Gregg Glory [ Gregg G. Brown ] has devoted his life to poetry since happening across a haiku by Moritake, to wit:

Leaves
float back up to the branch--
Ah! butterflies.

He runs the micro-publishing house BLAST PRESS, which has published over two dozen authors in the past 25 years. Named in honor of the wild Vorticist venture by Ezra Pound and Wyndham Lewis, BLAST PRESS is forward-looking and very opinionated.

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