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The vase receded into a chaos of blankets and roses and sunlight, and then focused with almost deliberate slowness as the fragments of the clot brushed across the nerves..
He stood up, and from where I lay, he looked like a very tall column holding up the ceiling..
The sun slipped behind the last row of low, brick huts and left the world in a warm, gray twilight..
When early neurophysiologists, like William Grey Walter (1910-1977), started using intermittent phot...
through mucous windows the night sky a deep velvet dress exposed to me a creamy-crescent breast the ...
Last night you lifted up Your huge and horned hand And tore a hole in heaven. Slipping in your teles...
The land is infected The people are infected Pestilence is everywhere Pity- pity those who see stran...
the earth bearing scars of careless surgery lies naked in the wind bleeding leaves which spurt from ...
Umm... but yet now, at nearly six, I must trudge that mile pilgrimage Ames-ward. So I disembarked f...
He sits in the dark shades drawn musty odors everywhere. Cuffed pants sag on his aging form, his shi...
Walter Baxter gently closed the book he was reading and placed it on the bookcase beside his chair. ...
Morning unwraps the gauze of half-waking. Grey sunlight burns away the fragile weave, the final conn...
As scent of freezia in the winter gloom Recalls the look of flowers long since dead, Bruised hearts ...
Suppose your mother were a victim of cancer with every nerve responding hourly to the pressure of pa...
Basilar arteries with experimental vasospasm were studies histochemically using a catecholamine fluo...
A glowing pine catches and transmits The warmth of an evening sun Branch sways Light streams Floatin...
He stood up, and from where I lay, he looked like a very tall column holding up the ceiling..
The sun slipped behind the last row of low, brick huts and left the world in a warm, gray twilight..
When early neurophysiologists, like William Grey Walter (1910-1977), started using intermittent phot...
through mucous windows the night sky a deep velvet dress exposed to me a creamy-crescent breast the ...
Last night you lifted up Your huge and horned hand And tore a hole in heaven. Slipping in your teles...
The land is infected The people are infected Pestilence is everywhere Pity- pity those who see stran...
the earth bearing scars of careless surgery lies naked in the wind bleeding leaves which spurt from ...
Umm... but yet now, at nearly six, I must trudge that mile pilgrimage Ames-ward. So I disembarked f...
He sits in the dark shades drawn musty odors everywhere. Cuffed pants sag on his aging form, his shi...
Walter Baxter gently closed the book he was reading and placed it on the bookcase beside his chair. ...
Morning unwraps the gauze of half-waking. Grey sunlight burns away the fragile weave, the final conn...
As scent of freezia in the winter gloom Recalls the look of flowers long since dead, Bruised hearts ...
Suppose your mother were a victim of cancer with every nerve responding hourly to the pressure of pa...
Basilar arteries with experimental vasospasm were studies histochemically using a catecholamine fluo...
A glowing pine catches and transmits The warmth of an evening sun Branch sways Light streams Floatin...
He stood up, and from where I lay, he looked like a very tall column holding up the ceiling..
The sun slipped behind the last row of low, brick huts and left the world in a warm, gray twilight..
When early neurophysiologists, like William Grey Walter (1910-1977), started using intermittent phot...
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