Archive for FIB
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SWAN SONG (FIBONACCI) • by hema
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Lass moans- her cries can be heard even in the grave. Spurned after his lust’s gone away dried, drained, devoured, discarded now, as scum out like scurf Scuffle on. Hapless end- Death. Hema is a postgraduate in commerce and library science, works as a school teacher, and is interested in reading and writing verses. She [...]
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FIBONACCI PAEAN • by William Dexter Wade
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I stand amazed beside my youngest granddaughter and step back to look up at her fourteen very short years after I felt her first breaths resting so very small in the arms of a grandfather who did not dream that one day soon she would jump higher than he stands, watching, filled with pride [...]
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