SVETLANA

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    I was doing some fashion photography at a marina and Svetlana was one of the models.  She had amazing green eyes that absorbed everything and wanted more.  Born and raised in north-eastern Russia, the University of Washington was her third school in as many states and was planning on attending Berkley for her masters work.

    SVETLANA

    Green rose fire, water walking
    Desire shrouding latent innocence.
    Soul claws shredding thoughts before formed.
    My numb fingers reach the feather.
    Slim crystal notes peal my heart.
    You turn to me and already I ask,
    again?

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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