1384 5 3
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Any form of exertion would defile what we are trying to do
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138411
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I am only ever
What you seem to be
Without the leverage
Of sweet reality
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138455
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In an authentic Irish pub in Las Vegas where over much crowd noise the three of us are discussing Yeats, Joyce and Lady Gregory. We’re in an Irish pub after all, plus the fact we’re literature profs attending a Vegas academic conference.
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138499
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It’s layer VII we adore/
and mourn
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138400
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Holding a bouquet of flowers wrapped in a tissue in one hand, a round shape that balances the round yellow burst of light that is her dress. While the flesh of her chest bulges forward and she balances as though in a holding pattern in flight.
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138432
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What do you want me to tell you about this next full moon cycle that you don't already intuitively seem to have touched upon in your latest bout of almost there dreams? It too will pass? That it is a totally different unfair animal from the repellent one already…
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138411
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. . . nor did mine eye apologize.
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1384118
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138465
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I found a diseased fish / wedged between some boulders near the pier
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1384135
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There were guitar players, and as happens with talent sometimes, the guitar players were too talented. There could not be places for all of them in a single rock band.
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1383105
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an engine stalls out
in the parking lot
the driver
tears her skirt
coming through the door
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138355
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When he leans back from the telescope through which he had been looking, he sports a derby and a Hercule Poirot moustache.
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138376
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Ross, I've been a ghost hunter for almost 10 years now and this is a place I said I WOULD NEVER NEVER EVER go to!
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138300
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What do I understand?
What have I mastered or come to terms with?
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1383101
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These are the three facts of my life.
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138352
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138354
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138353
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This mother, she buys a one way ticket
whenever she visits her three daughters
who have wandered far from the eyes of
her pearlescent knitting needles and tutti-frutti yarns.
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138362
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your light is gonna
last me
through the week
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138382
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He bites and imagines, numbed by want.
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138311
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Daddy says he needs to go to the movies at night to relieve his stress, so Momma wakes us up, puts coats over our pajamas, leads us to the car ...
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1383124
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It will always be this way/ won’t it, she said.
Me insecure, you unfaithful
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1383139
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138300
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The eyelid of the sink blinks silence. The clocks choke on smoke.
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138344
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So for now, let the snow fall, but
let it fall gently,
each flake as a soft piano note
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138311
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an elongating boy with butter-yellow flecks in his eyes, and skin patched like a tabby.
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1383139
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Those who don’t die, desire, descend. No song aloft arises from my irk. The seeing chieftain, not of sea, nor sand, nor boat, I till nightfall stammer alive, dig boneless trenches against tiding dregs and lathe, hunt, wallow, plow the hours, call in awei
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1383189
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I want to tell you how the odor of the flowers/felt her funeral day
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138366
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Rises monstrous out of the Baltoro GlacierPlaying poker with oxygen levelsPlays leap frog with embolisms.Malice and vanity join forces somurder guns the air even beforethe Death Zone. Down suits, bold and cockyregisters the climber's ambitions. The Serac , a…
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138350
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Condensation on the Glass Riding down 22, I'm looking out the window. Time is a whirlwind. Your memory relinquishes itself, yellowed and fraying at the edges. It's raining and cold. I make a smiley face in the condensation …
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