Zugzwang
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The PromiseA Poem by ZugzwangThe frog’s call, Grasshopper’s whir, And the ‘Chi chi chi!’ Of the gecko Weave a tapestry Of sound .. |
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RunA Poem by ZugzwangAll along the riverbank, The thin sun falls And lands without impact. It’s so cold! And the way is so far. Will Summer .. |
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DrawingsA Poem by ZugzwangShe’s gone now But she left some drawings- So beautiful I can’t look at them. |
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CloudsA Poem by ZugzwangDo clouds look down idly at the earth and wonder at the succession of forms endlessly drifting past? |
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FeelingA Poem by ZugzwangThere are no words For this feeling; Broken chair. Empty cardboard box. Lost in a strange city. |
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