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As I took my father’s hand in mine, I was stricken how similar the hands were. His hand, rough from work, and scarred, and damaged by the explosives after the war, when he was too inquisitive. My hands, scarred, a little rough and fingerless from being too inquisitive 29 years later. There was a large […]

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experimental rhyming

you won’t believe me – i was actually looking for the ‘Last Unicorn’ e-book, when i stumbled upon this my uncouth attempt of translating John Donne’s “Hymn to God the Father“. and then i thought- why not? so here it goes. i still find the poem incredibly powerful and expressive. Džons Danns, Himna Dievam Tēvam […]

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