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The eyes of fire,
the nostrils of air,
the mouth of water,
the beard of earth.

—William Blake

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There's no art to find the mind's construction in the face.

—MacBeth

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Especially if it's covered with a beard.

—Anonymous

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A beard is a gift you give your face.

—Unknown

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Time is measured in days, weeks, months, and beards.

—Anonymous

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Beards—
they grow on you.

—Unknown

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Poem: My Beard

Poem: For the Lobaria, Usnea, Witches Hair, Map Lichen, Beard Lichen, Ground Lichen, Shield Lichen

Poem: Book of Nonsense, 1, 10 & 12

Poem: Heat Wave

Poem: Failure

Poem: And the Sea

Poem: Toy Cloud

Poem: from “Dissolve”

Poem: When I do count the clock that tells the time (Sonnet 12)

Poem: Self-Portrait as 70s Childhood

Poem: Tea at the Palaz of Hoon

Poem: I Am a Black Woman

Poem: Intensities of Emphasis and Wonder

Poem: Snow Becoming Light by Morning

Poem: Thoughts Locking Antlers

Poem: Recognitions

All the world’s a stage

The Beard Calendar

Insignificant awesome beard

Beard

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