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Wind pummeled me awake, smelling of pine and some quality of newness I could not identify...
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and we spun you, / spun you!
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I’m from the Land of Sky Blue Waters. I grew up in a lake. I think I’m half fish.
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What happened later that evening is unclear. When Mickey got back to his quarters, he was in good spirits. Buoyant even.
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Here’s an obvious fact: I live in Germany, but don’t speak much German. Okay, I speak very little German. Truth be told, hardly any.
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Larry works the concession stand / near the pier.
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The last one I tipped over the edge was just like all the others: fragile, pale, humming to himself as he sat on the ledge overlooking the gardens.
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Sometimes, they beat their masters home...
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now I cannot shake. I am only one person. Thereis a sadness I cannot understand. Fathom. Control. Manipulate. Detonate.I used to kiss her tenderly. Do you think this sadness is wise to us? Don't point that gun at me! There is a sadness. There is another war. Iam…
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What grabbed the mind when you heard about it was the way he did it.
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The subway train pulled up and I shuffled on board.
I announced to the whole subway car: “I’m a poet.”
And that was all I needed to do. It was like a miracle.
Someone got up immediately and gave me her seat.
People got in an orderly line and began
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The gulls/
have somehow mastered the art//
of avoiding the nooses of six-pack/
plastic rings
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Our Irish tradition is rich in Yeats, drenched in Bushmills.
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The thumb, incarnate, knows/
the moment of the misplaced hammer blow;/
the tongue, incarnate, the cool invigoration/
of water drawn from the dark well.
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When you return home, one year to the day that you left us, you will wonder if you can do it all over again.
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Cacophony of an engine-braking eighteen-wheeler/
scatters the crows to fences, trees and wires/
in a startling chant of caw, caw, caw.
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Even music relies on what/
you know as music/
for its power to enthrall.
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It was cold in the church. The Lutherans were freezing to death. The Catholics brought their winter coats.
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But it all works out. I guess. Truth is something I'm sure I've never seen before, but the more time goes on, the Less I'm inclined to believe in it. Still I don't want To be one of those giving the finger to God And begging for a showdown with an…
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We were young, she said, it was all in front of us. We should never have settled for this.
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Margaret will take her seven away from his raging Irish hammers slurry Saturday night honks smashing red eyes. They'll board a secret train countryside bound where they sing the songs of her own dead Mam who lived poor in the world but…
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Catherine, after another haunted, bewildering morning wondered if there might be a way to hide from her nightmares. Was there a way to trick them? Shouldn't she try? She drove over the bridge, something she didn't often do, to buy…
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It is a sunny day in the autumn of the patriarch.
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All young and loud and big and I swear her face like a lighthouse lamp, glowing—I remember thinking, ‘She’s drunk at nine in the morning.’
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He asked me to bury him in Vegas.
Instead, I had him cremated in Trenton.
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I've been avoidingyour beautiful fact for years in just the past few hours it seemslike it was the scariest plague on earth. Andit worries me becauseit's something so new that Idon't know what to dowith myself.Yes I wouldn't knowwhat to…
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Your tunamelt cadence / Sank me to ocean floors
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Only last Friday, he was introduced/
around, smiling, healthy,/
a fine young man.
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