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When nothing's coming in All I have are fragments Cloudy memories Uncompleted projects Disappointments loom large and threaten to define me I am only as good as what I produce And now I feel empty So how do I shine How do I find the spark that…
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To The Graduates Of The Class Of 2010:
You are here today at a critical crossroads of your life. For most of your 22 years you’ve been taught to work hard, obey the rules, listen with respect to your elders and to trust that every effort you make wil
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Ben was stuck between sweet essences and rancid Talmudic funk. It was going to be a long trip.
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I am surprised that you’re not famous already. I remember sitting in your bedroom for hours just watching you while you wrote poetry. I was in awe of you, thinking you were going to be the next Dylan Thomas! Or Bob Dylan. Or Dylan Somebody! And I rememb
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A convoy of military vehicles is heading into the city as we are heading out.
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Poems reflect their poets. /
Mine: ugly but loved. /
It is just as well.
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an artist sits in the sun
moving fingers through long hair
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toe and hand-/
holds against/
the shear cliff
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I was a coward and didn’t want to get killed like Heimley. Heimley was a nut at high school. I saw him myself one night put his hand right through the windshield of this car he was working on, along with a monkey wrench. Sure, he was drunk, but th
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You welcome the new girl by putting a message on her back. I breathe harder until she pops or until you ask me what I’ve seen or until you see my hand turn into a fist.
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F Bomb I am coming in like a blackbird. Like I'm going to tickle your mud. I am coming in carrying a half-sunk message backward. Is that your lonesome answer? I am coming in to sweep for all saints. 'Course I didn't just wake up…
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while the fat stars stand out in the cobalt night.
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The thrum and the thrust//
have beaten conviviality out of me.
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The strangers say hi at the Piggly Wiggly grocery stores, compliment my gold necklace, tell me I'm as beautiful as a Southern Belle, ask where I got my Gucci shoes. “Wow, New…
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He showed me the knife, said it was his best friend. This knife is older than you, he said. Here, run your finger along its blade. Like this. He showed me how to do it.
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The pen point sits motionless on the paper...
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I tell him if he wants to impress a girl he should learn to cook. He shifts his body. I add, crab cakes work well.
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"I don't know why you say good-bye, I say hello."--The Beatles Things fall from the clouds. Things fall from thefloor. Maybe through, maybe all the way.Everyone argues for their homeland.Someday I'd like to hold your hand. I'mstill dreaming. I hope it continuesto rain…
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"Which way ought we to go from here," he asked.
She smiled again, "that all depends on where we want to get to." He nodded but didn't laugh so she sighed and strolled around the room, tuning and looking and considering her options.
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"I still believe in love."--John Lennon It was war of the ancient order come to the farthest shore at last. No one leaves this world without an arrow through his heart. Why should I lie to you now? We all fight the truth in…
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The young monk rose early to jog,
his appetites trailing like
cats in heat.
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Happens at a party, this way, past frat boys
perched in branches like idiot hoot owls,
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“A story shines brighter through a tear in your eye,” You say
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communication/
with the dead
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My sweet granny was like Exhibit A that I was adopted. I mean, how can anyone be sure?
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CALENTURE The horizon is marked with the still sculptures of dead gulls; A young man floats off slowly on the…
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bullets in flight make sharp, snapping noises.
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before five/glancing down Academy Street/sloping west to where the tracks crossed/twisted tangled metal on wheels.
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