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I DON’T LIKE THE POEM
How did Virgil talk to Dante, after all those years?Give me one more minute in our past!I can reverse these tears. I don’t like the poem,Where it’s “oh the grown-ups are talking,”Nor do I like poems...
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SCIENCE CHANGED ITS MIND
It is not that I am better than them,Or I love you more.For how I can know this?What is knowing for? Love throws me back upon myself,Even as I believe that youWill sweetly erase me.So what am I to do?...
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MORE ROUND TWO RESULTS
Bob Dylan leads Universe to Game 4 victory UNIVERSE 8 BANNERS 5 The Florence Banners again found themselves in the middle of controversy as Percy Shelley lost control of his temper, and round two game...
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ROUND TWO GAME SEVEN
Maya Angelou—her hit wins it for the Universe The Universe defeats the Banners 10-6 in a wild game capped with a grand slam by Maya Angelou, as Phoenix advances to the World Series against the Dublin...
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WHAT IF THE CRIMINALS
What if the criminals and pessimists can seeSomething I cannot?And I am wrong to love sunlight and liberty?What if death is not the perfect sleep,And day hides more than night,And in the face of...
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JUST BECAUSE IT IS HIDDEN
Just because it is hidden, it is not bad;It is only in the shade, and the sunMakes the shade; it doesn’t make the shade glad.But inside the shade—which you fear—Are good things. Be happy in the dark....
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WHEN WE THINK DEEPLY
When we think deeplyOn anything, it vanishes—So we rebuke ourselvesFor being shallow—But we fool ourselves—The world is shallow.It, and its reason are the same.A wit needs no words.A fool needs...
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WORLD SERIES RESULTS
Laureates’ John Trowbridge homers 3 times in the first 2 games LAUREATES 3 UNIVERSE 0 Jonathan Swift shuts out the Universe in Game One. Allowing only two hits, walking one, and striking out 17,...
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IF I DIDN’T TELL YOU EVERYTHING
If the poet didn’t tell you everything,It is because so much work was already doneWith light, and how the light affects the darkness,So I merely needed to mention the sun,And everything everyone...
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AFTER THE PASSIONATE DEBATE
Yes, she will go in.Yes, she will go on.She’ll lose the child’s face she had.Everything moves on,Though it wants to stay.Isn’t it terribly, terribly sadHow all of them, finally, must obey?The dog on...
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LAUREATES ARE CHAMPS
Sara Teasdale, lead off hitter for the Dublin Laureates GAMES THREE AND FOUR: LAUREATES 6 UNIVERSE 5 Robert Louis Stevenson pitches a little bit better than Harriet Beecher Stowe as the Laureates edge...
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ALL WE DID
Do we have an existence beyond what we do?Let us say at this moment I kiss you,What am I, except the kiss I experience with you,And if whispers of those who discover what we doCause us harm, fear of...
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THERE IS POETRY HERE AMONG US
There is poetry here among us— Which I never had the ability to speak. A strength of seeing I lacked? Or hearing. Enthusiasm. Or maybe I was entirely weak. I was weak, and took to the shade, And the...
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WHEN A WOMAN MAKES THAT DECISION
When a woman makes that decision to win you,It’s always because she’s been hurt by somebody else.Are you saying her motivation—so wait,This the great secret, which makes all men sad, that she keeps to...
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A POEM IS A PUN THAT ISN’T FUNNY
A poem is a pun that isn’t funny.A poet is having fun with you;A poet is a salesman who doesn’t take your money.Kisses are money; that’s what he triedTo get from you—when you read his poem, and cried....
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PLEASE DON’T TAKE HER THAT WAY
Don’t take her that way. When misunderstanding ripped her from my arms, She who satisfied me because she was continually beautiful, A statue more beautiful than any specimen in a museum, A painting...
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TIME IS AN ARMY YOU MUST DEFEAT
Time is an army you must defeat,Covering the hills, murderous and vast,It is marching in millions to meetYou in this gap between the present and the past.How little your resources! On the train,Close...
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AFTER THE POEM HAS COOLED
After the poem has cooled,The poet sees he’s been fooled.The passion which filled the nose,The taking off of the clothes,The utterances profound,Litter the cold ground.The poem-making was hot with...
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I AM NOW LIKE HER
I became like her— When she denied me access To conversations, speeches, and yes. When she blocked me from her private, precious zone, Unable to love her tenderness, I decided to love with love I felt...
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A VOTE OF BOILING ANXIETY
“99.999 Survive” –newspaper headline She told me that her poetry,Leaving behind science, brought her infamy,But such things were not unknown to me.For instance, Edgar Allan PoeBelieved in a creator,...
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