You bet it is Ted!! Like spirits attract the harmony of their intentions.
Love,
Susan
Reviewed by blue soplain (Reader)
Reviewed on December 18, 2007
spyglass yields such colours untold, unfolded into dreams and skin. .. .
what would we see through our little glassviews of each other and the worlds, if we could but remove the sur[face], the s.k.in, the c/rust. ...and would we accept that mess?
i fear i have a soft spot for the wounded in any fashion. .. .
give me frankenstein to curl up next to in the eve. ..
i dont know why this write of yours reminded or kindled in me such r/amblings.. . but it woke me up out of my daze, my foggy vision, my weary eyes trying to sparkle as yours must. ..
but something in this write ached me to the core; right to the core.
beauties
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La vie en rose through the eyeglass of souls that are twinned, mutually enhancing and polishing up that shared view and vision! This jewel is multi-faceted and sows its glory liberally around... Such is the effect of a joy that radiates. Love this, as always, dear Ted. Kaleidoskope Kate xx
Poetry. Various urgent, lively, and sometimes haunting poems appear here alongside stark black and white photos of Jones' homeless subjects. Jones takes on the plight of the homeless in different voices, echoing the thoughts of people on the streets,
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Love Tinka
Be safe,
Karen
Love,
Susan
what would we see through our little glassviews of each other and the worlds, if we could but remove the sur[face], the s.k.in, the c/rust. ...and would we accept that mess?
i fear i have a soft spot for the wounded in any fashion. .. .
give me frankenstein to curl up next to in the eve. ..
i dont know why this write of yours reminded or kindled in me such r/amblings.. . but it woke me up out of my daze, my foggy vision, my weary eyes trying to sparkle as yours must. ..
but something in this write ached me to the core; right to the core.
beauties
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