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The Wordsmithe

April 5, 2011

 

 

The Wordsmithe

 

I taste the salt of life.

Took measure of the sea,

and wait for the sun to awaken

a melody of words.

 

My pen the hammer.

This pad the anvil

against which the chimes of life

resonant.

 

I enjoy this smithing.

 

Can I craft an iron

which bespeaks that joy to you?

 

Ray Brown

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