Poetic Openings : A. S. J. Tessimond to A. S. J. Tessimond

Poet : A. S. J. Tessimond : Poem : Epitaph For Our Children : First Line : Blame us for these who were cradled and rocked in our chaos;
Poet : A. S. J. Tessimond : Poem : Epitaph On A Disturber Of His Times : First Line : We expected the violin's finger on the upturned nerve;
Poet : A. S. J. Tessimond : Poem : Flight Of Stairs : First Line : Stairs fly as straight as hawks;
Poet : A. S. J. Tessimond : Poem : Houses : First Line : People who are afraid of themselves
Poet : A. S. J. Tessimond : Poem : June Sick Room : First Line : The birds' shrill fluting

Poet : A. S. J. Tessimond : Poem : Last Word To Childhood : First Line : Ice-cold fear has slowly decreased
Poet : A. S. J. Tessimond : Poem : Meeting : First Line : Dogs take new friends abruptly and by smell,
Poet : A. S. J. Tessimond : Poem : Music : First Line : This shape without space,
Poet : A. S. J. Tessimond : Poem : Never : First Line : Suddenly, desperately
Poet : A. S. J. Tessimond : Poem : Night Piece : First Line : Climb, claim your shelf-room, far

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