Ken e Bujold
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The Blue NotesA Poem by Ken e BujoldLet’s be honest: I was always your consolation prize.The shadow with an empty roomto let whenever the blue notes left youhigh and dry to scrub t.. |
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In the Pursuit of HappinessA Poem by Ken e Bujoldrewrite to ratchet the cynicism |
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Downing a Dawned HorseA Poem by Ken e Bujoldanother slight edit to tighten up |
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Spilled InkA Poem by Ken e BujoldTo sit on the veranda and wade throughthe dying light at day’s end: to writeas if life was nothing more than a carcasswaiting to be skinned, peg.. |
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One of the DeadA Poem by Ken e Bujold'reflection on Christina Rossetti' |
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A Poem for a Lonesome BullA Poem by Ken e Bujoldlatest in suite of what for lack of other description I've taken to calling "My Dead Poets" |
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A Night Among the BadgersA Poem by Ken e Bujoldthoughts on Milwaukee, more muse than epic poetry |
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Love's DenouementA Poem by Ken e BujoldTo diejust before her last breath leavesme free to welcomeher to my armsagain.Ken e Bujold |
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Dusk IVA Poem by Ken e BujoldAs night slips into the velvetjacket of fir, sun stalks through cornfields straining to catch the last golden rodsof August’s waning benefaction.. |
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EpopeeA Poem by Ken e BujoldNothing so nearor so far away as thought.I think the starwinking across epochsthough I may no longer behere when news of its demiseblinks the last pul.. |