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A Poem by Dean
From the womb we came,corrupted by that interchangeof legs and and lust and wastein daily passage, all a daily confirmationof our origin and destinyof..
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A Poem by Dean
They laughed at one another as they threw their mortar boards aloft, and dared to kiss the girl goodbye, though she had spurned them in the dry years ..
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A Poem by Dean
It was quiet in the meeting roomjust down the hall, as I came in.I knew that she would be, as well.And there she was, propped in her wheel chair,body ..
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A Poem by Dean
It was the prison of her body that I saw beneath her downward gaze, but more.Her mind lay in a quiet turbulence,for she knew something I did not, and ..
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A Poem by Dean
These are the ones who dare,these gloved old men with plastic bagswho roam the lanes on footwhile I drive by,for they are more awareof the adorning, a..
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A Poem by Dean
In the beginning was the truth transcendingAlpha and Omega--too dazzling to catchthe human eye.--too patient in its vigilthrough the trillion years of..
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A Poem by Dean
Cautious spirits test the waters of my worldand call to me....then go away.Perhaps they are perfecting inter-mind devices, just likepsychic Edisons, M..
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A Poem by Dean
Allegory
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A Poem by Dean
We poets ought to shy awayfrom homilies concerning love.What manner of creative thinkermight presume to take a single stepin front of all the ranks of..
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A Poem by Dean
I have read several books on the creation of the Oxford English Dictionary. Begun in the mid-19th Century, it was a tremendous achievement
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