SPIN by Frederick Seidel
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A dog named Spinach died today.
In her arms he died away.
Injected with what killed him.
Love is a cup that spilled him.
Spilled all the Spin that filled him.
Sunlight sealed and sent.
received and spent.
Smiled and went.
‘Together in creativity for peace!’ Sain, the indie label pushing Welsh
music forward for 56 years
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It’s gone from a cowshed to a cultural institution. As its 3,000-album
archive gets digitised, different generations explain how Sain deepened
Welsh iden...
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1 comentario:
Me recordó a un libro horrendo que me regalaron hace como un año que se llama Wasserman y también a un cuento que no es horrible, que cuenta de una persona que se hace perro.
Ah! y a la canela.
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