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Monk's shaved patethick pelt around edgeleans over book leans over book above riverreciting lines, reading scriptures, preparingfirst fo..
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As if the sun intended this habitual tendency to make the body healthy I do. First, the brain believes itself what a mistake if it's blue. The e..
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It was with almost joythat I watched at my father'sdeathbed. His struggleto let goof his body and thoughtswas like being at a birth.But now I'm not so..
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The wood is stacked for winter.One way out of the mind's limitationsis through other minds' contemplations.The books are stacked for winter.Yet even t..
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Chipmunks, squirrels collectingbitternut hickory, chirpingagainst a small owl cruisinglow beneath the trees.Everyone has gone this morningto school or..
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The mind is the bodypaying attention to whatit is seeing and doing.Morning tea, unemployedwas one thing twenty years agoand another now, two babies.Ye..
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Whereas last night the full moon made the night resemble a cold dayToday clouds give the night its old shrouded, crowding demeanor.Ghosts stalk the fo..
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Night drive homeno cars behind or aheadthe day had been satisfyingvictories, compromises, achievementshalf hour to homebubble of warm air and lightmov..
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Jack just had a big fight with his son Zach about it. He saidI'm tired of hearing how you're too tired to do your homework. You'renot too tired to pla..
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No cows to look atI hear the truck trafficEverything changes like cloudsThe page this poem is on burnsComing from the funeral with friendsTalking on t..
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