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10 May 2011

pink time

Ah, long pink grass. Reminds me of
'Drink long opinions full of violets',
a line from my poem for the colo(u)rs
pink and purple.
Photo: Pink grass on the dunes at Castlepoint, New Zealand
Text: excerpt from 'the way we like it', published in Delicate Access
The line is also the title of a favo(u)rite book review:
http://www.taipeitimes.com/news/feat/archives/2004/12/05/2003213910/2

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