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A Poem by Dean
To the unknown! The word alone,a single thought, and I may ownexcitement in a silence that prevailsbeyond all realms that we can know.Here it is that ..
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A Poem by Dean
There is, in the Los Angeles area, a well-known brand of milk, called Alta Dena. Near also,is the city named Alta Dena, and my grandson lives there. I..
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A Poem by Dean
There is quiescence, peace.Flipping through the pages of memoryas I rest in my recliner, there is wonderment as well.There are the stops at moments wh..
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A Poem by Dean
Fulfillment is his game;he cannot name another choicethat would enhance a life so lostin love of all that he surveys.The beloved too will fail, for he..
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A Poem by Dean
Out of the twilight of my reverie,and just beyond the door of consciousness,never sinister, it still cannotaccommodate the good.Forever nameless, tugg..
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A Poem by Dean
It's safe here, I suppose,and the rents don't climb too often.I may ho hum in perfect peace, to the creditof no one in particular. Pleasures are in sh..
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A Poem by Dean
The cantankerous old Mr. Muffetspoke nonsense and lies from his tuffet.When you think that I may wax apophatic to sayI would never insult him, go stuf..
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A Poem by Dean
Because of the puerile quality of my work, as you know I have been very reluctant to participate in any contests. However, Garrison Keillor hasset up ..
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A Poem by Dean
If you are wondering how this subject came about, message me and I'll give you the story.
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A Poem by Dean
It's thought quite excellent for humankind eyes closed, to pause and stretch the mind;The seahorse gambols off into the skiesand disappears. The schol..
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