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…h smoca.Haze, from Old English haswa, for ashen, dusky.At a time of deep darkness, strife and woewords are my comfort cave, my flickering hopethe candle-holding love of my life, my museand me singing like Paul, maybe I’m smazed.
Claudio D'Andrea
William J Spirdione
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So beautiful! What a poem!
William J Spirdione is a poet who writes sonnets and more about nature and the humans within it.
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