Benoît Pioulard - Cathedral Bay

Shut-Ins on Sunday See

Whose Palms Create

That Wounded Weathered

Initial B.P.

And Relent

The Very Edge of Its Flame

Under the Break Arch

A Shade of Celadon

So Etched in Memory

An Image Apart from Ourselves

As Would a Weaver

With No Advantage

Of Everything That Rhymes

Is in Its Clearest Form

The Gilded Fear That Guides the Flow

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КАК MOMMY

Мёртвый Анархист

Никто

Rampampam

Где прошла ты

Можно я с тобой

Dance Monkey

Девочка, танцуй

Кукла колдуна

Снежинки

МАЛИНОВАЯ ЛАДА

Прыгну со скалы

Black Samurai

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