1410
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You want gratitude instead
of the dribble of urine it slops
on your favorite khaki twill,
but it refuses to catch your eye.
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82520
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When we lie down
under the wind
the trees swaying
looking out over the fields
soft cobweb of a brain
exposed to hail
exposed to snow
trying to back away
from it
unable
knowing the earth
(the face it will take)
our
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6830
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When all is said and donewhy am I here in the kitchenamidst dirty dishesstruggling to find my true selfwhile you go off to meditateto find your higher self?
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11400
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Long after the flowers have wilted
And all grass has faded to brown
A cuckoo sings triumphantly from its high perch
Deep in the forest, another sings back
The parrotbill and her lover have disappeared
Their future and hope
Lost to an alien parasitic
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1720
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We’ll lie there as glad-handed dawn /
Strokes our bodies till they clench. /
Then later, on a northern slope, /
Aroused amid blueberry glades, /
We’ll enthuse like renegade priests....
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8021
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I used to wonderif watching me imprisonedby the Patriarchy(A word I had not learnt)made my beautiful girlwant only to be with women:that is what theVery Smart Psychiatrist said.Or later, chameleon likemy other beautiful girlbecame a miniature youin defiance of all lawsof…
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7620
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Why is it when I was lost I felt no misdirection at all only panic filling my lungs with every breath.And having found finding myself, alone, surrounded by unknown uncharted terrain I am filled with wonder and joyful refrain.
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9351
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a rule maker, a ball breaker,
inadequate as a wife and mother....
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6920
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have you not woken from a dream with another's words...
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11773
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I have spent my lifebeing loud, strident, trite.Trumpeting like a swan?More like honking goose-like.Of all the ears that could not hearthe deafest one was mine.
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8942
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He likes to watch me, unseen,in the shower.my head heavy with griefleaning against the cold tiles;my bulging bellyoverhanging with untold secrets;my Botticelli flankaching from a neglected spine;the clear waterrunning down my legsdiffused with the urineof failed…
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Emptiness surrounds meto vie with the emptiness within me.This hollowed gape was oncemy hallowed cape, valley, and mountain.All nature was me and I nature.Trees, grass, sky, rain did in me dwell.Now all in nature, as I am,is sleet and ice, and falls and swellswith every…
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9330
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The walls were built with careless hope that all would be withstandable....
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113420
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The heart of those stars is a dab of yellow light.
The darkness of the blue night appears so deep
because the downward strokes of the actual sky
are interspersed with a violet that’s almost black,
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1819178
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They are running the bulls in Pamplona
this afternoon and they have no idea
how to do this and they are
way too old for this
and they want to relive their youth
and run the bulls in Pamplona
They want to drink like Ernest Hemingway
and run
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