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Trees Knees

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A young man pushes a stroller filled with a sleepy child. A young woman strides alongside them, her gait leisurely. They are the first to visit the park today. The trees loom, vigilant.

Hat, Mouse, Tortoise, Zen

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I try to help my pet-mouse by dangling cheese from a piece of string in front of him. Or by making meow sounds. Sometimes, my pet-mouse wins, sometimes the hamster with the great body.

Mad Love

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No fear of that, / he assured her,

Tobacco

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When you prime tobacco the old way . . .

Why I like My Watches Analog

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watch/ the second hand sweep

Just Another Rainy Day

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Tasha loved to tease the rain. She sat still with her legs folded on the bench, never once looking the clouds in the eye.

Towards the End of Memory

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This will be the century of infinite sadness,/ sadder even than the Twentieth/ with its expansive catalog of horrors.

I Wanted To Say That Your Hands Are Like Unfurling Leaves

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But I didn't sleep well and my dreams were full of octopi

Charlie Rose Chats with Mark Twain

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It could probably be shown by facts and figures that there is no distinctly native American criminal class except Congress.

Behind Blue Eyes

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“You don't know what it's like, to be an old man, to be alone man, behind blue eyes,” he said to the downtown city sidewalk. The sidewalk said nothing. People with someplace to go rushed by him, not stopping.

Take Back the Night

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A woman who is, say, a culinary arts champion or an heiress devoted to literature such as Bryher (Annie Winifred Ellerman) or Peggy Guggenheim might be able to turn me on, turn me out, turn me around.

Forecast for Mid-December

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In the next week or two, the red oak/ will loose and lose its leaves

Supply and Demand

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There are 1.45 million readers of poetry in the US and 2.9 million poets. The odds of an audience are bad.

Agents of the Anthropocene

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Perhaps they serve/ a God’s twisted will// as they accelerate extinctions

Sorrows Know How to Swim

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That night he dreamed about a duel with toothbrushes....

The Mitzvah

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There were only two students in the sculpture class: an 86 year-old Jewish woman and myself.

Something Else

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Mortality

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The list of things to live for/ shortens with age. The list of regrets/ lengthens.

Ancestry.com

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Ancestry.com The Liverpool census in 1851 lists him:Thirteen years old, Irish. Occupation: beggar. Only that. I will do more for him.I will see him in torn jacket and too-short pants singing all day of the fields, the cliffs,…

Hand-Me-Downs

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Steps

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He deplaned Air France flight 9 from JFK to Charles de Gaulle airport at quarter past noon.

How It Is

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When Ryan isn’t around, those of us who know him lament that he peaked at 17, at Disney World.

Made in Japan

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It was in the spring of 1958 when I first arrived in Kobe, Japan, traveling aboard a Norwegian merchant ship, looking to make movies on a limited budget. Superior quality cameras, lenses, and film were being produced in Japan at a fraction of the cost for similar products…

Cranshaw on the Road / Chapel Access

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"Why so ornery?" she asked.

Antigone Détente

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Tan my hide. Feed me to rabid / macaques.

Snatch X

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...the astonishing discovery...

Shoot the Moon

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Neither of us thought of real winning. We set about brilliant losing, dark angel forms of luck and greed, the desire, the craving, the need to lose so strenuous that one wins; we tied at thirteen.

Late November

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“I found a recipe on the net and now my hair smells of pumpkin.”

Assiduity Two

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I'm old enough to be her father.

Unseen (a Five-Pointed Star with Four Streaming Lights Coming Out of Its Back Like Mutable Feathers)

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What you see us doing here is not so much, andall we are not being there isn't either. Our kissing mouths may not always be singing, but we are constantly praying for you, and for more rain or less rain, rivers as the situation warrants. Don't…