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A Poem by Dean
Out of all the brave and beaten menwhose echoed cries reboundfrom their victorious fields,a soldier died, and bravest yet,he who would travel back to ..
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A Poem by Dean
There is too much of disaster in freedom.Too many wrong choicesflaunt themselves before my eyes.Thrills I should not have.,minds I should not open,ide..
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A Poem by Dean
Light makes its retreatupon a thousand western hillsand it is time for endings.overlapping, self and self, leaping on the past, like hurdlersin a race..
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A Poem by Dean
If I would give the best to you,you tender forth the seat of my desire,a womanhood all wrapped in lustand echoing my criesthat will not be contained,y..
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A Poem by Dean
It comes as something of surprise.We need the broken figurines.the malice we expressed,the heart forever bound in cordsconstricting its magnificence.I..
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A Poem by Dean
Of a holocaust, the last redemption;like a spiritrising from its body at the end,the earth ascends to heavenand for a moment steals infinityand artful..
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A Poem by Dean
I think of green,and of a nation's springworn in by eveningswhen the summer's warmarked birth in dripping red,and autumn's amber griefgrew dry in sigh..
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A Poem by Dean
I think of how it was ten years agojust after you departed.All your close friends spokeof your "complexity"and we knew what it meant.I look far back t..
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A Poem by Dean
Continuous, that vibrant stream of consciousnessabove our heads, insouciant,though lacking alpha and omega,unassailable untilan uninvited, gracious gu..
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A Poem by Dean
A summer flood upon the desert,rolling the arroyoslike a nostrum for the seedsthat cling in desperationto that long forgotten ghost lifethat the anima..
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