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Last Snowfall of the Seasoni / In all this white and grey / the world dissolves,
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Mar 28, 2013
DepartureHear that barking gabble coming across the land. / The people of the air shout Remember, / Remember the closing of the season, and going
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Dec 16, 2012
Sunday MorningThe car runs rough today, labors over / low hills that lay between me and the city. / Clouds like enormous white feathers
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Nov 6, 2012
SmokerThe wheels on either side his chair / blaze morning light. Rusted cars / and trucks rattle along the street.
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Sep 10, 2012
London 1973The West End wanders in my recollection / like a quiet madman. All the times we were / reminded of the War, pointed out the bullet-riddled
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Aug 25, 2012
FebruaryBack of a barn along these frozen roads, / a month of scrap and splintered wood / falters to ash in irresistible flames
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Aug 23, 2012
Coffee Shop Sunday MorningSome hawk-nosed dude in a blue bandana / is laying down his shaggy, reckless legend / for a woman who has surely heard it all before.
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Aug 16, 2012
Street SceneLong legged woman-girl, / step across the parking lot, / slap cool asphalt with your pink,
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Aug 4, 2012
The Animal Inside MeThe animal inside me wears a sweater when it snows. / He lives in Logan's house with his new wife, / and is afraid of the neighbor's electric fence.
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Aug 4, 2012
ElegyFor Randall Kruk / Although no stranger to yourself, / you were your own undiscovered country,
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Jul 31, 2012
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