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NIGHT BIRDSIn the flawless dark / high overhead / Torea shrieks
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PINA COLADAInto the blender- / Pineapple juice, half a carton / Ice, a handful
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MAY I HAVE THIS DANCEI'd like to eat a mango / As I glide through a Tango / My bubbles would pop
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EVOCATION“The sound that pours from the fingertips awakens clouds of cells far inside the body” / Robert Bly 1926- / You could say that the sound that tips deep cells are waking
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BIG NIGHT OUT IN A SMALL TOWNAt the East End Cafe / a Canadian folksinger / strums up a storm
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MY GUARDIANThere’s a dragon lying coiled / At the base of my brain / In a dank dark crypt
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END OF THE RAINY SEASONListen / to these green plants / pleading
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los dias de los muertosSee this gray dust / Swirling / It is the ground bones of ancestors
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ON A WHIM----God made me human / she was feeling capricious that day / actually I was meant to be a frog
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EDIBLE MOONoh / yum / moon
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