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A Sonnet for a KissUnkissed, these lips keep speaking soft your name / In whispers, falling faintly from my tongue. / So soft I thought unheard, I calling came
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Apr 4, 2010
I am IllI am ill / I am drained like a mud-baked reservoir in / The longest of hot summers
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Dec 23, 2009
builtThe four corners of the first line. / The blank thick walls of horizontal verbs, / Squat squashed and dumped
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Dec 15, 2009
Autumn's rainbowAnother heady day blooms and gathers pace / Spring dawns at 5 a.m. with a gargle and spit in the dark / Big rain drops and falls
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Dec 15, 2009
The Eye of a PoetWhen he tells you / That you see through the eyes of a poet, / When you see the evening traffic
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Dec 15, 2009
the decaying mansions of the english languageThe decaying mansions of English language / Rot and recede / into teenage grasses
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Dec 14, 2009
Bridge over the river UsAnd- / Comes between youme. / ConnectorAndBridge,
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Dec 13, 2009
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