Companion poem from the R.M. Dolin novel, “What Is to Be Done”Read Chapter, Read original poem In the absence of clairvoyancewe gamble through decisionswith as much insightas a miner undergroundwhen the lights go out.Only then can we comprehendwhat it means to be lost to the …
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Companion poem to chapter 8 of the R.M. Dolin novel, “What Is to Be Done”Read Chapter I don’t know hownot to love youany more thantouching your picturecan make you morethan a memory.Tell me quickbefore the breaking dayexposes my dreamas nothing morethan fantastic fantasy waiting for …
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Companion poem for chapter 7 in the R.M. Dolin novel, “What Is to Be Done”Read chapter Cards shuffle tocrescendo’s rhythm,carrying a combinatoric almosttoo consequential to be constrained.Show me the soul of a gamblerand I’ll tell you storyyou’ll wager can’t be true.Anyone can count cardsit doesn’t …
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Companion poem from chapter 6 of the R.M. Dolin novel, “What Is to Be Done”Read chapter It’s so unfair to escapethe dealer of darknessonly to be back in his hold.Death is an illusion,a poem of perfect pretend.Longing to live unafraid.To step one last time beyondthe …
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Companion poem for chapter 5 of the R.M. Dolin novel, “What Is to Be Done”Read original poem, Read chapter No knows for certainwhere a waterfall begins,or when consequences of changefirst cascade toward revolution.Anyone willing to be honest knows,government lies to their people.And in these lies …
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Companion poem to chapter 4 of the R.M. Dolin novel, “What Is to Be Done”Read chapter Can anyone survivethe desperation of darknesswithout being scared by the depthsof utter depravity.Who can say howheroes are born,or what kind of momentsare made from impulse.It’s only afterconsequence is removedfrom …
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Companion poem from chapter 2 of the R.M. Dolin novel, “What Is to Be Done”Read original poem, Read chapter The madness of May pressesagainst the soul with the very veracitySanta Anna’s use to push the pastinto a pretext for right now.Wind whispers warningslaced with remnants …
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Companion poem to chapter 1 of the R.M. Dolin novel, “What Is to Be Done”Read original poem, Read chapter I stare into the frigiddarkness of nighta shadow of what once was,devoid of knowingwhat to doin the aftermathof all that’s been taken,the little that remains.You will …
Read MoreThe Long Ago of Yesterday
R.M. Dolin, January 27, 2025 I still taste the tenderness of sunrise on your touch, the way you hold me, or maybe I hold you. In the end, does it even ever matter? The long ago of yesterday lingers like a tent, alone and isolated …
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