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A Poem by Dean
(reflections on a college reunion)Too much of loveliness enfolds the groundI walked in youth, again in age,and I shall soon lie down beneath itas my s..
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A Poem by Dean
A whisper of his life within the stoneemerges from the cold of retrospect,that he behind the figure's vacant starecould know that other hands saw hist..
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A Poem by Dean
Three words comprise the frame my son last made:his soft "Hey, dad" to greet me on the phone, his single, loving "Papa" with our last embraceand in be..
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A Poem by Dean
The element was sacrifice,the set aside of commerce; what remains is just that browned reminder of a yesterday, the crowded theatre of retrospection o..
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A Poem by Dean
I saw a titan trembling in the wood,a little deity who once devoured the power I gave him, stormed at me for my naivete, and left me onmy knees to pra..
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A Poem by Dean
Red flames its connotations at mein machine-gun style as I stand apart,gazing down upon a viscous bloodthat gathers on the ground.It darkens, as to po..
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A Poem by Dean
I meant to set aside the selfand follow that clear beam of knowingon its journey to the earth. It shoneon Aristotle, Plato, Kant, and William Jamesand..
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A Poem by Dean
Quite apartfrom anything to touch,more is an incrementthat lies behind the consciousness,to swell the mind with new imagining,inexhaustible�..
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A Poem by Dean
The distillation of a thought,how like the science of a touchto brush aside the pretense,scope within the lake of memoryand know that still intactis a..
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A Poem by Dean
I meant to set aside the selfand follow that clear beam of knowingon its journey to the earth. It shoneon Aristotle, Plato, Kant, and William Jamesand..
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