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MADNESS OF SNOWY WEATHER
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SOME FOOL ON A HIGH HORSE
Reading Blake in the madness of snowy weather and wishing for the Spring to return. Feeling no solace in the lyrics of Shelley or the demented vision of Bosch. Reading Blake with the tape playing aloud; noises heard and thought rendered freely. Tasting too strong coffee which is a little rough, I ponder the length of the cold night.
Little star at night
sparkle bright in evening sky
with radiant hope
