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What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,
you cannot say, or guess, for you know only
a heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
and the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
and the dry stone no sound of water.

I will show you fear in a handful of dust.

Words of Giants is a blog managed by a Canadian artist.

Ryan and Emily 341

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  1. February 4, 2014 12:29 am

    Great blog. Looking forward to following your 365! I’m a fellow poet and new to WordPress (started on February 1st!) I’d love to have you follow me or read my work. Blessings to you.

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