Strange, April's passage
Snow, then hot sun, now cold sleet
Soon, May will bring change
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A full month of poetic exercises from Tom Stevens. See also
http://tom-stevens.blogspot.com/
http://theguitarwaits.blogspot.com/
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- day thirty: a thousand farewells
- day twenty-nine: never
- day twenty-eight: Sestina: beware false paths
- day twenty-seven: Longing: illusion to reality
- day twenty-six: Time zoned
- day twenty-five: The event, bittersweet
- day twenty-four: p.s. please care for my dogs
- day twenty-three: With an air of regret
- day twenty-two: The work begins again
- day twenty-one: haiku
- day twenty: dying man
- day nineteen: anger appears
- day eighteen: the wind and the lake
- day seventeen: All I want is time
- day sixteen: the color green
- day fifteen: Stopping by the Hospital on a Snowy M...
- day fourteen: now eternal
- day thirteen: a hobby / my next breath
- day twelve: So we decided to drive
- day eleven: That toy made of rubber
- day ten: Friday
- day nine: damn that short-term memory loss
- day eight: insomnia routine
- day seven: CLEAN CLEAN CLEAN
- day six: no real measure
- day five: Where it all went right
- day four: Mighty Thylacine!
- day three: The Problem With Problems
- day two: Outsider
- day one: Origins: Music
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