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Mother's Weeping WillowMother’s Weeping Willow / by Dianne Moritz / Mother carefully snipped / a small, green cutting / fro
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GAMES OF HOPSCOTCHGAMES OF HOPSCOTCH / In the days of innocence and Eisenhower, / most girls would play their games of
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IT'S COME TO THISIT’S COME TO THIS / by Dianne Moritz / Once / she sipped daiquiris / by the pool / high above Hollyw
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INSTRUCTIONS TO A CAMERAINSTRUCTIONS TO A CAMERA* / By Dianne Moritz / Find good light, / perfect angles. / Blur your focus,
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a haiku58,000 / plus names carved in black granite / we must remember
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EATING MEXICAN(for Mark Strand) / Salsa drips down my chin. / There is no gluttony like mine. / I have been eating
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Mamma Told MeThere’s no good men out there, Mamma says, / then yammers on ‘bout my dear Daddy who left us / for b
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Riding MotorcyclesDriving down Flying Point / Road today, I thought / of you and me winding / up Mount Tamalpais, / du
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DEER CROSSINGDEER CROSSING / by Dianne Moritz / Driving along Deerfield, / north to North Haven, / headlights cat
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BUT FOR THISBy Dianne Moritz / I could write the saddest poem. / War, terror, famine, bone-chilling / Cold seepi
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