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Listening to Bella Voce…
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…is magic after all
Noise no longer noise
Sound unrendered by…
By Russell Willis
A poem about the stuff of…
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…are the stuff of knowledge.
Let fly the mind and heart and soul
To find that other…
By Russell Willis
Life is grey or…
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…are the both
always competing
yet most of the time…
By Russell Willis
A memory of meeting…
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…I can smell things frying: corndogs, doughnuts, turkey wings, and any number of other members of several food groups. The first tingles of the coming winter and blowing dust…
By Russell Willis
About the historic brick…
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…at a crossroads
this old brick church,
straddles…
By Russell Willis
I once heard someone sigh…
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…is so much
That doesn’t give me hope
There is much more…
By Russell Willis
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