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My Wave

Sol Luckman My wave is so high I couldn’t paint The top of it And only scratched The bottom of

Stephen Parato https://open.spotify.com/episode/3rgL1Vwc5jK4cDsv7Zf3w6 You came here for a reason, didn’t you? You can feel it in the depths of your

Sol Luckman Throughout the great Southwest You will find desert cities Lost in the sands of time Where no people

Sol Luckman Moan to the moon Sigh to the tides Now breathe And believe When dark is light Light yet

Sol Luckman Having lived my life In hard pueblos Or in no pueblo at all I long for a soft

Mike Adams [SL: It’s my pleasure to share this still highly relevant article, which I published in my popular free

Sol Luckman Terra cotta hills Pinstriped with alabaster Under turquoise skies So much mineral beauty Upwells in this timeless place

Sol Luckman Turn off the road Traverse the boisterous schoolyard Feel the tingle of November sand underfoot While ascending and

Gary “Z” McGee “Danger: real probability of the awakening of terror and dread, from which there will be no turning

Sol Luckman As an undergraduate studying literature back in the 1980s, I became fascinated by the poetry of William Carlos