Hidden Missives
Hits and Misses and an Occasional Foul
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Arthur Rimbaud
He sold his words to fishmonger's wives, who couldn't spare the time of day. The vital germ! The seed! His song bled in the town square. He took to the high seas and settled for less.
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He sold his words to fishmonger's wives, who couldn't spare the time of day. The vital germ! The seed! His song bled in the town square. He took to the high seas and settled for less.
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