Social realities
landed on a large part of England.
Lord of the manor, English fiction,
abused his or her hands,
which can be taken away.
Well beyond rural England,
house of simplicities,
her family--absolutely intoxicating, distinguished--dealt with it.
Be she repulsed, trapped, marked, it happened.
Check your references.
This poem is made up of some sentence fragments that my professor said in class one day.
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Sunday, February 1, 2009
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