| Date |
Title |
Content |
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City of Arhirit |
Was it built to be happy,
this exit or... |
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Variations on el Greco’s Painting The Vision of St. John,1608-1614 |
1.
The color of fear and bullying is... |
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Interiors |
The name of this room
could be loss–but... |
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Krampus |
Krampus exists. He breaks through the... |
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In the Orchard* |
The Orchard*
I’ve just learned that women... |
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A House's Memory |
For a thousand years or sooner, I’m the lone... |
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White |
“...the floor beneath my feet grew... |
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Laocoön |
We’re at our homeliest, crying.
Our mouths... |
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The Fly in a Flower |
A fly in the goatsbeard,
a fly sitting... |
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White Dove |
I live on memories, the good and the... |
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Evil Dreams |
I smell an evil dream.
Evil dreams smell... |
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Location Is Everything |
Where you are
could be a sand dune
or a... |
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As Days Pass |
Didn’t I just go to bed an hour ago?
And... |
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Roads |
A long line across the desert.
A long line... |
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My Lover Is an Alien |
We decide the most interesting thing about... |
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One Flew...the Asylum's Beauty Salon |
They were giving a perm
when the ceiling... |
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Sometimes I Paint |
Say you lived in a barren house.
cold year... |
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Braiding Three Reports to Make One Fact |
That night at Fort Yates
when Sitting Bull... |
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The Mop's Pond |
Give a cursory look and Narcissus
might... |
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100 White Bodies Lying Naked in the Street |
(revision)
Leave this dead... |
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Washington 1995 |
I don’t like it when bodies lie naked in the... |
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Psyche |
He knew the beauty of a line,
the arch of... |
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Strange Connection |
We were in the Bavarian Alps.
A lion ran... |
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Abbey in Oakwood |
Why do some people hide themselves?
Not... |
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Autumnal Conversation |
I thought I had you and then
I did not,... |
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Painting of an Unknown Woman |
The unknown wears fur and leather... |
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The Ninth Wave |
Everything teaches us about ends,
the... |
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Door, Unlatched |
This door wants to look beautiful
in its... |
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On the Lake |
As far ahead
as I can see,
it’s... |
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Young Spartans |
1.
One afternoon you toss off your... |
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Who and What and How |
shot to prove more than a point,
on the... |
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Two Lovers Sleep |
Face to face, this couple
lies in a... |
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The Burned Book |
Last will be ash.
And ash never... |
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The Burned Book |
Last will be ash.
And ash never... |
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About Poem Nine |
Everyone works except those who wait.
Maybe... |
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Lois Lane and Clark Kent |
In the newsroom, between them the... |
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The Wounded Angel |
We take hope home to our mothers
to fix its... |
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A Rainy Day |
Only when the rain lifts do strollers'... |
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Off Kefalonia Island |
I would like to believe all
earth’s... |
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Looking Up |
Imagine a farm yard
ringed with high snow... |
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Relationships |
In the Grand Prix of 1908 in Savannah,
the... |
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Glories |
There are privacies of the world
to... |
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a mystery which will or won’t show itself |
That strange knee-gripping fetal,
petal... |
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House on a Mound |
It was a dark house despite its... |
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Black |
Watch the night approach,
how it takes the... |
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Hundredth Birthday |
Yo, ho, ho,
life’s a merry old soul.
You... |
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A Map of the World |
A map asks how the world looks.
It answers... |
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Door to the Past |
This door you’re talking about.
Why is it... |
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Photo of a Soldier |
War is war.
Say it
in a smug
smile,
in a... |
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The Resurrection Idea |
Golden Corn. Of course a child
emerges... |
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Wasp in Whisky |
This is the amber of the Polish... |
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Poet's Corner |
Those days men dressed in suits,
women, in... |
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Another Happy Picture! |
Well, well, aren’t we lucky.
Another... |
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The Service |
Oh valiant dreamer,
valiant loser,... |
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Under the Bridge |
Sometimes you live such a sheltered... |
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October |
Last night all that was on were Dracula... |
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What the Soul Is |
The woods’ green veil.
The road, soft... |
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What the Soul Is |
The woods’ green veil.
The road, soft... |
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Good Witch or Bad Witch |
Studying her face
I had the... |
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On the Road |
A man in his pick-up, his sweetheart.
His... |
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Nine Views of Monroe by Warhol |
You cannot see her old.
She will not be... |
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Birthday |
Even the little
sun dancing
on the house... |
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From the Stone of Madness |
Jug, funnel, book:
the details in a... |
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Rain |
Last night, the full harvest moon and... |
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What We See Can Be Anything |
Sometimes what we see can’t be... |
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Tarzan of the Corn Field |
A message from the interior:
If while... |
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Equations |
I’m leery of equations, their
standard... |
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Dream of the Fisherman’s Wife |
The etymology of octopus lies
in its set... |
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Bluebeard’s Flag/ Jolly Roger |
A roly-poly skeleton with a spear
points... |
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On the Politics of Breasts |
They must stand up tipped.
Their nipples... |
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The Thinker |
Once when I was young, I saw him in... |
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Sermon on the Tomato |
There’s no doubt that war is the ugliest
of... |
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Sometimes People Are Haunted |
Haunted fact! The young woman in... |
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Lilith |
1.
Do you think the gods heard her... |
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Queen of the Night |
The night disguised
as earth–or is it... |
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Leggy |
I had a pair of pretty legs,
I dangled them... |
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Scrub a Dub Dud |
Store front windows, large plate glass,... |
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Another Country |
Some photos lend themselves to being... |
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Gestures Can Be Great Liars |
The outstretched hand, its pointing... |
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Beltane Fire Festival |
Bacchanalian grandeur, the sulphur
odor of... |
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Picture of a Young Woman |
What to make of defiance?
Look away? –It no... |
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Face Under Water |
Face Under Water
In the opera, Ophelia... |
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Farewell Sestet |
Listen to the wind.
Sometimes much more... |
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Farewell Sestet |
You can write this out
to anyone you... |
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Red River Flood |
Red River Flood
Exchange the house for... |
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La Femme Rouge |
Her nakedness dreams of sea horses,
of... |
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By the Way |
It was a cruel gesture for the father to... |
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A New President |
Came early to the church to hear a great... |
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View from Space |
The difference between the porthole
and the... |
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Britt's House |
The door’s an O. The windows
positioned in... |
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Screen Saver |
I have a new computer. It’s still a... |
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Sheep |
How pleasant! On White House grounds,
the... |
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House in the Woods (or Things I've Heard) |
House in the Woods (or Things I’ve... |
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If the Salt |
If the salt has lost its savor,
the... |
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Pink Salmon Spawning in Cascade River |
The sudden appearance of a fish
in a stream... |
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The Knight, Death and Devil |
A likely choice for death, the choice of... |
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The Oracle |
It’s happened before in history.
You have a... |
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The Lover |
What was his plan?
Did he have a plan?
He... |
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Bushes |
My mother
warned me
about guys
in a... |
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Juggling |
If I could really see, as
sometimes I’m... |
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To George Carlin |
Ah, George, you moon-man,
having all the... |
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Another World/ Things |
Things work themselves up on a beach.
Not... |
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The Reception Room |
Ask yourself what it means when the... |
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Sign |
Sometimes, after great storms, wars or... |
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After an Extraordinary Evening |
Tonight is Franz. And all the wall a... |
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Bierdeckel (beer coasters) |
Like people, they come in all shapes and... |
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A Practical Theorem on an Arm’s Position |
For the arm which writes is the... |
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Of Gumption and Wigits |
Of Gumption and Wigits
As in meters,... |
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This House, an Egg, |
... walls, cracked. Inside, a... |
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And I Wasn't Even Thinking of You! |
How I am this morning: chicken egg on... |
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Theatre |
So many kinds of theatre--Have you... |
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Reappearance of Old Roots |
Oh, no, not roots again.
I thought I was... |
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Drive By Shooting |
Headstones
They have to last. That’s... |
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Looking for Love |
Mr. Valentine hung a heart in his closet,
a... |
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On the Ocean's Beach |
Something cheery then. Something... |
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About the Tongue (for Tz.) |
Everything lies in the tongue--the... |
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A Small Repast of Tea and Kippers |
One day I shall swim away like a... |
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Coffeehouse |
The Coffeehouse
has a long and... |
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How to Envision Woman |
As the three-headed dancer, as... |
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Anguish |
Anguish
I can relate to the tight-lipped... |
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To the Angels |
To the Angels
Painters can’t get you out... |
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Rough Drafts |
The first shows everything
the day has to... |
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A Walk into the Sea |
inspired by
|
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White Mice |
A mouse is a giant
to a cockroach
or an... |
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Me and My Parrots, 2 |
That obvious growth,
a moustache,... |
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Me and My Parrots, 1 |
Thorns and beaks and claws.
All disguise... |
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Bed Scene |
It was the golden season, filled with... |
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Life Is Such a Great Beast |
Who are these people I pass in the... |
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Consequences of Dawn, a Clinton Ross painting |
Morning consequences. How I feel,
often,... |
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The Road to Ely or: Dog on Board |
to
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Birch Woods |
The birch translates in elegant, primeval,... |
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Cow, a Pastoral |
She has wandered loose from pasture,... |
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Stolls's Book Shelves |
Life is so cluttered, little shelf... |
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Indian Dancer |
Hunger is
always lying
in wait,
silent... |
|
his corner is empty without him |
What can be made of the bleakness
of... |
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Girls Like Men with Guns |
Just today I heard a story on the radio,
a... |
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Campo II: The Tower |
Campo II: The Tower
is set in stone,... |
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In Ascent |
In Ascent
My name is bird.
Here is my... |
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Little Simmering Summer Joys |
Platoons of people on the Midway,
sweaty,... |
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Six Days Later |
I want to tell you a simple story.
This... |
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Perpetual Gift: A Creation Story, the Moon |
for:
|
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Navigation by Metaphor |
So what is this? An animal
split wide open... |
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Eternal Home: Breaking the Code |
Breaking the Code
Comsetter’s Eternal... |
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House as Self-Portrait |
There are times when it’s best
to get out... |
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Blue Sky |
Blue Sky
A clear, blue sky this... |
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J. Talamantes's Singing Cowboy |
You’ve seen this guy in bars before,
in... |
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On the Midway |
On the Midway
Sometimes she feels like a... |
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This Old House |
This is a make-do place, years of... |
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Sex....on the Black Sheep Market |
One day, long before the era of AC,
on a... |
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Four Wishes |
The egg will someday turn into a head with... |
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Healing Tree, 2 |
Shades of Stanley Kunitz’s “Testing... |
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Healing Tree |
I want this to be a drawing,
simple black... |
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Outreaching |
Joseph, after a night wrestling with the... |
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Which Comes First, the Painter or the Egg? |
A man in a black suit
paints a man in a... |
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Queen of Trash |
There’s no glory in what I do... |
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Sacred Sounds |
Serpent animals sigh when they look
over... |
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Here and There |
He couldn’t sleep the night of the... |
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Fish Heads |
Fish Heads
There’s a sight that turns the... |
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Archaic Torso of Apollo |
Truncated like a poem
with several... |
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Diana and Actaeon |
Diana and Actaeon by Jacob Jordaens, c.... |
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Dance of Life |
Oh, sure, patting the ass.
That’s the first... |
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Ashes |
A Cinderella wind blows through the... |
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The Day After |
Ravished in the evening, she is ravished,... |
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Lake of the Woods |
Lake of the Woods
You drive out into the... |
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Scribblings |
For whom do we drink?
There are so many... |
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Sunrise |
Sunrise
A battalion of hell’s... |
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Poppies |
You’ve made your bed,
now you lie in... |
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On Letting Go |
That much yearning in hands.
That much... |
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Bed |
Oceanography. Kids’ lit. Mechanics
made... |
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Semper Fideles |
A cat has done this,
a wicken, mean... |
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Story of Farm Service |
Here’s how she wound up in Minneapolis:
Out... |
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Open Season on Election Day |
Open Season on Election Day
These are the... |
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Prosit |
Prosit!
What’s missing in this tomb is a... |
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Sunrise |
What are we looking at here,
if not a life?... |
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Woman |
3. Woman
My, but you are sly!
Locking... |
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Danae |
Oh! This is hard to see.
Where do the... |
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Cleansed |
We want to come clean,
really come clean.... |
