Between Snow and Memory
2 September 2003
Vol. 3, No. 3
poetry
From the scales of illusion, this love survives.
The rains come, the grass grows.
Snows bury, memory stokes
The smoke of myth, the bird of tongues.
2 September 2003
Vol. 3, No. 3
poetry
From the scales of illusion, this love survives.
The rains come, the grass grows.
Snows bury, memory stokes
The smoke of myth, the bird of tongues.

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