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The search may last a lifetime:
Those lucky schmucks who do succeed
Never speak of it again;
Those that fail either throw up walls
Or race around ..
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Beauty sometimes overwhelms me
With an agony that devastates,
As when my storkweeds' dowdy buds
Produce their peashot crimson slits
That, by the f..
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Xenophobia and paranoia
Have always found hospitable hosts
In the backcountry crevices of our land;
Places where ignorance is cherished,
Practical..
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To touch one heart among the billions
With petals tossed upon the breeze
Is more sublime than scores of minions
Chattering madly in the trees.
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How we love to manufacture personal galaxies,
Imbuing them with cockeyed observations
And idiomatic laws of nature:
Skies of slate and hills of foa..
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I know how ancient philosophers felt
When they eschewed sensuality
And took up bookworm bickering,
A pastime like knitting or baking bread
Designe..
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What will be the fate of this smug little poem?
Will it claw its way into
a reputable tome,
Or languish forever,
encrusted in dust
Li..
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Up at Sky Meadows
We sweated through our circuit,
Uphill and down, of four-plus miles.
A refreshing ripple, a clear-sky draft
Breezed across the..
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If you write and revise,
And in doing so, recycle
Your rough and rouged drafts,
Beware! Be sure to shred those pages,
Lest some friend--a fiend
..
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I come across death at every turn:
Two squirrels today, and four birds.
It's been raining a lot--is that the cause?
Friends say their friends are..
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