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The great Nefud desert is always
hungry, so little food crosses
its path. All those who’ve failed to cross ..
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***
Above
the door to Heaven
a
silver bell
welcomes sinners
and saved alike.
There's
something in the water
blessed
b..
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***after Elizabeth Bishop
Seashells
see sand differently,
blue-black,
pink, translucent,
ivory, white, sandstone red,
and ob..
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***
Once
more
contentment
lies just out
of reach, so close
I
can almost touch it,
trapped by a branch
of the tallest t..
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***
after mother
Within
her heart lies
an
abiding love of children,
fresh-faced
scrubbed
some
not so much,
clean
jeans and dre..
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***
To
my left, the momentary hoverof
a bumblebee too many weeks on Atkins
diet.
When
it flashes past
I
realize it's
a
hornet...
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after
James Wright
I've
tried my whole life to write
a
poem as good as Duffy's Farm.
I've
failed. Mind you, not from
l..
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***
How
can anyone hate a cat?
I
don't get it. O.K., a cat
might
crap in your garden
and
dislodge the seeds you
planted..
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***
My
innermost desire is that my words
mentor emotions, encouragevisceral responses,have them
resonatelike gut-levelsensations f..
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***
I
bet you've never heard of Pawhuska;
Pawhuska is white man's land, meaning stolen land not all that far from Tulsa.Pawhuska ..
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