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Lawrence Hall
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                  When a Book Banner’s Books are Banned

Bill O’Reilly approves of banning the printed word
Except when it comes to his books – “That’s absurd!”
Bill O’Reilly Is Furious As His Own Titles Get Removed After Supporting Florida Book Bans (msn.com)
 Jan 14 Edmund black
Grace E
Honest people
Never win popularity contests
You can know
If a heart is tender
If you touch it
First
Be the kind one
Intelligence
a number …
never a word

The writer
a halfwit
till viscerally heard

Tomato
tomatto
the pudding unproved

Empirical
nonsense
— the spirit unmoved

(Dreamsleep: January, 2024)
Adam - (1) man
              (2) earth or ground
So man from dirt goes to dirt .
easily,
with an optimism misguided,
that both volume and quality
of what lay within was
infinite,

a beaker that could never
be drained, nor overflow,
brimming and believed,
in the always
of a
next poem!

know better,
known worse,
and the only poems that are birthed,
all flawed, lesser,
the curse of worse,
time wrenching
the best words away,
alas!
spend, spent, sent…
it was writ as a hope,
now, a  false prophecy
and woe
misbegotten


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Jan. 13, 2014

a  flawless poem

if such there were,
will always be,
the next one

my poor soul,
my rag tag heart
has no censor,
so careless, reckless,
as if words were but
frivolous treasures,
easy spent, easy get


if only, how I wish I
could harvest my best,
with golden cutlery excise
the single flawless poem,
that I know in my possess


lay down this hand so weary
from cupping tears,
be satisfied at long last,
so much so,
that my casket lowered,
hands in repose companioned,
clutching his best, easing his rest,
a paper record to join his ash,

his flawless poem,
at long last
flawless anniversary
I kept going
Not because I wanted to
Trust me
All of me wanted to stop
I kept going
Because I deserved to know
What not giving up on myself felt like
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