Retrospective: four years of selfies.

The many faces of Adam.

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over the decades,
endings muted into beginnings
like swirls of blue-grey smoke
creeping towards alabaster palaces
in primordial consciousness.
there, in the garden of creativity,
the ashes of one zillion charred
impulses rained heavily upon
furrows of expectations,
cultivating dreams with experience.



(poem from Adam Donaldson Powell’s “Collected poems and stories”, Cyberwit publishing, 2005.)

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