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Language to a

writer is rare–each word like

cellared, reserved wine.

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The writer plummets 

the river of language for

nugget and gemstone.  

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Soaring on wings

of ascension, the writer

finds fresh winds and light.

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Words for the writer

brim with scant shades of turning–

essence and nuance.

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Wordsmithing is not

enough: Who can measure the

weight of a comma?

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Knowledge is good and

research better, but the words

unlock truth and light.

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Always measuring,

the writer adds and subtracts

fractions for intrigue.

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The poet extracts

some pertinent lines, to add

shadows and layers.

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The relationship

between writer and reader

is not casual.

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The writer never

forgets the supreme power

of sterling silence.

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