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A black bear rears up ponders the long ripple in the grass beyond, the space of its wake in the …
A black bear rears up ponders the long ripple in the grass beyond, the space of its wake in the …
Early stars hang over the water, birds frozen in the sky. Gulls circle, drop from the sky for crabs …
self-exam (my body is a cage) by Nick Flynn : The Poetry Foundation. Do this: take two fingers, place them …
This is a very fine poem…
It’s not often one gets a picture of what an artist’s soul looks like…
A glass menagerie clear crystal animals, light filtered by venetian blinds makes them fluid on the wall. Moving as …
There was this once before the writing dried up and I became wet with beer piss. Once when the words …
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CROSSING THE STREET IN LAGUNA BEACH by John Gardiner Thank you for not killing me in…
The Bad Old Days by Kenneth Rexroth : The Poetry Foundation.