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| there are no bounds upon my heart sunlight is the only blanket i need love the only word i need our first gentle foray into other worlds supplied by exquisite plumbing knowing my children will need this illuminating with lovecolored light 20200729 the next in a series. these poems are all built as a response to a previous poem, where the first line is an answer to the last line, the second line a response to the secondtolast line, etc. it’s a neat trick and produced some intriguing results. If you give it a try, please put a link to your work in the comments Details of the mechanics are here: http://www.napowrimo.net/day-eighteen-4/ if you want to follow the series: https://brudberg.me/2018/04/18/a-million-pillows/ https://erbiage.wordpress.com/2018/04/18/space-race/ https://erbiage.wordpress.com/2018/04/19/baby-made-of-light/ |