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This made me laugh. From the Seattle Weekly's "Uptight Seattleite:" Dear Uptight , Was that you power-walking in front of me i... -
Re: the question of productivity, it seems we poets are all over the board on this: from those who write 3 or 4 poems a year, to those who w...
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I'm terza rima , and I talk and smile. Where others lock their rhymes and thoughts away I let mine out, and chatter all the while. I...
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Ravenna at Dusk Today when I looked in the mirror I saw my father looking back. I like walking alone at night. One can be happy not only wit...
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Just playing around this morning before work: Poetry Hut: Pert Youth Posey Galore: Gooey Pearls Lorcaloca: Coal Carol Ivy is Here: Irish Eve...
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. . . but I like the idea of "milking pleasure." You are the Sun card. The light of the Sun reveals all. The Sun is joyful and bri...
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Dean's food was so rich last night that he got a really bad case of the hiccups, and they wouldn't go away for almost two hours. Yi...
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you and I spread out against the sky half-deserted shells What is it? our visit. a talking angel yellow fog there will be time to prepare a ...
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Artist: Destiny's Child Album: Survivor Title: Survivor . . . Thought I couldn't breath without ya, I'm inhalin' You though...
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