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A Poem by Vol
EYES
SQUEEZED, HEAD SHAKING
I
have said for a long time,
if the universe is a created
thing,
where did Intelligent Design
imagine
it w..
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A Poem by Vol
A friend
of mine rides hard,
tells
me he’s biked a million miles
on
those BMW Ks. Takes off
between
semesters at the university
..
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A Poem by Vol
WOMB
The
morning fog is a quiet womb
that
hides the birth of day
anticipating
nerves and noise and news
as
the saber tooth sun is born
..
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A Poem by Vol
In the
overlay of heaven and Earth,
the
thinnest place I know is down a long
road on my scooter where there is timeto think thingsall
the wa..
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A Poem by Vol
The
summers flicker past
with
the thunder of horses running
across
a mountain of memory
in
a bowl of tumbled time.
A
wry smile freeze-frame..
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A Poem by Vol
Outside
my groggy windows,
the
new sun is an impresario
doing
his tricks again. It is
going
to be a good day.
He
has turned the pre-da..
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A Poem by Vol
Tiny
chains lead back from my ankles
to
dark rooms where my beasts
live
in short films.They
flicker on damp walls,
and
disembodied voices ec..
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A Poem by Vol
The
astronomy people think they
have
made a new discovery;
seems
the universe is expanding
much
faster than expected
I
know why.
We&rsquo..
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A Poem by Vol
Sandy
lived in a sultry trailer
under the shade of live oaksbasking
in the heat and humidityof a roaring Florida sun.
Her
eyes made me thi..
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A Poem by Vol
Often my
thoughts,
woven
in the air,
are
descended upon
by
crows who find them,
one
eye at a time, and
eat
them like corn in a f..
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