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Time passes because you don’t know the art--
the dark makes all hands numb,
empty as speech, mute as a mustard seed.
© Karen Morris, Poet / Collaborating Author • 2017
Rage : The Misery of Men | Hope: The Dawning of Men
The Poems | The Drawings click on the image to read the poem
Towering Rage
poem by Karen Morris : digital drawing by John Tomlinson : 2015
Justified Rage
poem by Karen Morris : digital drawing by John Tomlinson : 2015
Dawning Rage
poem by Karen Morris : digital drawing by John Tomlinson : 2015
Towering Rage
poem by Karen Morris : digital drawing by John Tomlinson : 2015
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