sweating in the sun
that melted
the wings' wax
unsignificantly
off the coast
there was
a splash quite unnoticed
this was
Icarus drowning
william carlos williams
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analog at heart
" When people look at my pictures I want them to feel the way they do when they want to read a line of poem twice. "
Robert Frank
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