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Make for the corner, Fresno-Whittier
(there’s neighbourhoods a whole lot prettier):
it’s probably ten-ninety-six,
but don’t..
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This is a world where nothing really works,
where disappointment elbows out belief.
Behind each spurt of hope, a let-down lurks.
Each valian..
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(after Paul Verlaine)Sobs long and thin
of violins
hurt my heart
as the weary part
begins.
I cannot breathe
emotions seethe.
When silv..
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A fecund and well-tended plot of ground,
the sonnet is a stage, a sacred place
where thought and things aesthetic interlace,
where all that char..
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Before I'm another day older,
I'm gonna get shot in the shoulder.
In movies and shows,
the protagonist knows,
it's how to get Hilda and ho..
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When Mortimer Manders collapsed in the street,
his daughter, Muriel, was with him.
Though now seventy-five,
he’d continued to thriv..
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