Classic Call

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Classic Call

Muse is mother, demon brother
lover, each and all of Dickens' ghosts
Pride and envy, hedonic lust
spinster Dickinson (never sloth)
Seraphim, Christ Buddha, Lennon
music, slience, experience
Vision, junk, the 8 fold path
serious irreverance

All elements encircling:
I beckon you
embody me. 

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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