Frontispiece

Alice is inside to fall in a rabbit hole
But her frontispiece is gone to wind.

Like front teeth gap in the olden face
Hissing with a harsh winter breeze.

Silver fish swim rivers of my books.
I let them , with years of guilt inside.

(referring to the torn front cover of my book Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll)

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