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FickleA Poem by JRWe rise like vapor slowly from the water Mirror Lake, in the High Uinta mountains in November with the silence of antecedent snow we have des.. |
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Grape HuntersA Poem by JRI know where the grape hunters hide I have seen the heavy men, ring bangers weighed their women with my eyes the heft of their thick thighs .. |
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Smoking BonesA Poem by JRTwo a.m., parked in a pasturesummer night with the skreeee of cricketsnew moon, the dark of the nightis a cloth laid over the fields, laid over uswe&r.. |
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CounselorsA Poem by JREdited an older poem, but I wanted to keep both copies. |
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MachineA Poem by JRI love the reassuring weight of you all of your clicks and clacks the smell of your oil, I keep my machine clean as a whistle because ever.. |
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WerewolfA Poem by JRL’homme est un loup pour l’homme -Unknown, graffiti in Paris Why do they come at me with these claws? hooked nails better served.. |
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InsomniaA Poem by JRAll drained no stems no bones awash now in the puddle of the morning coffee on but mostly forgotten nothing but static mind, chattering; t.. |
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Reading LydiaA Poem by JRI feel at a loss for myself, her works are so compact there isn’t a word wasted, each line can be judged by the weight of the line before .. |
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Now, Allen...A Poem by JR"the weight we carry / is love" - Song, Allen GinsbergI must fall down awhile under the weight of love become a puddle of self a bubbling mas.. |
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So WideA Poem by JRI long to live inside the humI want to wing across the static atrophyI yearn to spread my armsso so wideand droplike a stone |
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