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LOSSA Poem by VolWhen I need to soothe the burn, I have to find a certain quality of light filtered through old trees budding young leaves while the .. |
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IN THE KEY OF GA Poem by VolI built that coop out there on the first two acres I ever owned It was for the Parmenter Red hens we’d raised from day-old chicks. I w.. |
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MUCH ADOA Poem by VolOther patrons puffed expensive cigars, arguing investment strategies and major league scores. But the ale was cold and delicious at the .. |
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MOTIONA Poem by VolFrom the yellow dust a rabbit bursts out across two ruts… a soft impression of motion lingers in the empty air. The near di.. |
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MNEMOSYNE’S KISSA Poem by VolOld music like a pillow over my head in the middle of the night flies down a sultry road heavy with the smell of hot pine. We float to .. |
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TO HAVE AND TOO OLDA Poem by VolThe bride, white of hair, is stooped over her caneHer faltering footsteps need guiding.While down the church aisle, with wan toothless smile,The groom.. |
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MIRACLEA Poem by VolI was a cowboy at seven when I walked across the hardwood floor to ask my dad a question I can’t remember but his answer was as importa.. |
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MAMAA Poem by VolMama’s hands must have been magic, some gift from God, so everything she touched grew straight and strong. Six big men, tw.. |
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MAGGIESA Poem by VolThe bar was too old for me there were men with prison tattoos whose scarred knuckles gripped pool cues. They were grizzled. The one behi.. |
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MOBIUSA Poem by VolThe future is an unforgiving dream of the way things used to be. I’ve learned how the wind blows and the moon rolls over the sky fr.. |
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