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She has always been
here and there, invisible but true, typing words about ghostwritten words forged by many invisibles, too... Because we are all ghosts inhabiting this silly, sad, metaverse.
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6/3/2023 04:55:10 pm
In my own sort of way, I see this as a tribute to Sue Clayton, who seems to always find a kind word to say on just about every story and poem. And always has a wonderful set of her own words presented in story now and again.
Ivan Ristić
7/3/2023 10:13:54 am
You're absolutely right, Jim. This poem is dedicated to Sue Clayton and her poetic presence which is more bit silent recently... I wonder where she is now? And I miss her words, too. Leave a Reply. |
PoetryThis is the section where fiction prose becomes something else. We still expect the poems to be short, though – sonnets, perhaps, or around that length at the very most. 
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