Category: Poems by Adam Donaldson Powell
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Banalities.
la vida no vale nada sin un poco dolor, y muchos actividades. Sea lines. The ebbing of foam and spray from sea lines reveals glittering calico pebbles and shell fragments upon coastal sands. During the interim of drought and abandonment, the brilliance of this treasure trove is dulled…
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Affirmation.
Affirmation: At each and every moment I choose to trust in myself: in my intentions and in my thoughts, in my words and in my behavior. At each and every moment I choose to trust in you: in your thoughts and in your intentions, in your words and in your behavior. At each and every moment…
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‘… the delicious and always new pleasure of a useless occupation’ — Henri de Régnier
Dance with me. a good south african red wine, caesar salad and vegetable pie, poetry flowing freely from an endless cognitive-emotional waterfall, yet unfinished oil paintings haunting me with outrageous suggestions, and — in the background — a delicious recording of “Valses nobles et sentimentales” (my old war horse from my years as a classical…
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