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[absurdly enough, a true story]
Four centuries ago this year
(believe me, for I’ve checked!)
Britain and Spain jointly adhered
t..
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What is a marriage? A fusion, or a tether?
Two very different creatures, yoked together?
I was a piano, you a violin:
I, solid, calming, you, di..
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You’ve wondered why your moccasins wear out?
You’ve pondered why the bathroom tiles need grout,
or why we have to sicken, age and di..
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Plato says that Heaven is perfect things,
that nothing pure or good exists on earth.
We leave the Ideal World when, at our birth,
like ants who'..
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It’s time, by now, we did away with nations.
I tell you, hand on heart beneath the flag,
This jingo jag has now become a drag.
Those pu..
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Alicia Ruiz Ruiz,
at moments like these
I feel weak at the knees.
I've developed a wheeze,
and my poor head is aching.
Señorita Ruiz,
m..
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(after Charles Baudelaire)
Around me hurled and roared Place Madeleine:
and you were tall and svelte, in funeral dress,
majestic in your gr..
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Conquistadors in Vera Cruz
found themselves a radical ruse.
If pillaging was muy, muy lento,
they just whipped out Requerimiento.
Comp..
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They are the decentest of living things.
They stand up straight and clean, just stem and cup:
there is no frippery, no dressing-up,
no life-forc..
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It’s tough on top.
Tough, and lonely.
I mean, what if you’re a flop?
You must deliver. You only.
Here you are, on enemy ground..
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