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Shakespeare had red hair / Van Gogh never painted a nude
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I hate turnstiles and revolving doors
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“What are you doing, Maestro?"
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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.
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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.
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No fear of that, / he assured her,
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When you prime tobacco the old way . . .
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watch/
the second hand sweep
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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.
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This will be the century of infinite sadness,/
sadder even than the Twentieth/
with its expansive catalog of horrors.
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But I didn't sleep well and my dreams were full of octopi
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It could probably be shown by facts and figures that there is no distinctly native American criminal class except Congress.
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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.
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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.
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In the next week or two, the red oak/
will loose and lose its leaves
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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.
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Perhaps they serve/
a God’s twisted will//
as they accelerate extinctions
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That night he dreamed about a duel with toothbrushes....
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There were only two students in the sculpture class: an 86 year-old Jewish woman and myself.
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The list of things to live for/
shortens with age. The list of regrets/
lengthens.
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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,…
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He deplaned Air France flight 9 from JFK to Charles de Gaulle airport at quarter past noon.
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When Ryan isn’t around, those of us who know him lament that he peaked at 17, at Disney World.
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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…
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"Why so ornery?" she asked.
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Tan my hide. Feed me to rabid / macaques.
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...the astonishing discovery...
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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.
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