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December 15, 2025
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Fall Song
Another year gone, leaving everywhere / its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves, / the uneaten fruits crumbling damply
Mary Oliver
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The Icecream People
the lady has me temporarily off the bottle / and now the pecker stands up / better.
Charles Bukowski
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The Mind Is Its Own Beautiful Prisoner
the mind is its own beautiful prisoner. / Mind looked long at the sticky moon / opening in dusk her new wings
E. E. Cummings
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Why Did You Go
why did you go / little fourpaws? / you forgot to shut
E. E. Cummings
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Hints From Horace
Who would not laugh, if Lawrence, hired to grace / His costly canvas with each flattered face, / Abused his art, till Nature, with a blush,
Lord Byron
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