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and floated along withus like it was attachedwith a string. I thought thatmeant we had a boat incase of emergenciesbut she said it was sadto see it followingin our wake like a cork.I still think it looked everybit the stylish silver-capped swimmer doingthe…
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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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her heart just nodded knowingly
....yes, dear
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her expressive sigh releasing. Sated. The last of our kind, evolving flightless we remain on the ground, culling through corpulent consumption.
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There's no sky like that
with twisting clouds shot up into by cypress
trees that are so like dark green flames
leaping out of the earth as if a dark green
oily pool were on fire underground,
and this was all that could escape, was
its essence.
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The dark is my enlightenment.
The night my awakening day.
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ah,woman
if only you'd known
if only you'd knew
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A man bows his head
and crosses his chest
before crossing the street
and the rain keeps falling
on his bare blue shirt
and on top of his head
The taxis will not stop
The light’s still red
as the man waits
for the sign of the hands
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I ran around with my net /
Frantically, with that net /
While I should have danced with the bees.
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How to Boil Water
How to Cook an Egg
How to Eat
How to Think
How to Love
How to Die
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I would like to make poems out of real objects
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“Who says?” she purred in reply
“They all do” he countered smiling , chewing on an ice cube
“All of them, huh?”
She leaned forward, raising a wicked left eyebrow and whispered,
“And just who are they, anyway?”
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I would like to invite the public to an open-air,
environmental art piece called Hot Weather.
The exhibition will take place this summer. It will
not begin until the temperature reaches 90 degrees.
This demonstration is available free of charge
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This poem first appeared in “Walt’s Corner” of The Long Islander, founded by Walt Whitman in 1838.
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I lost it/In more ways than one/ Sunshine so bright I needed shades
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