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A FEW KISSES
Is there a cure for this? We exchanged the sweetest kiss. It is difficult to describe my illness Except to say it has weakened my defenses Not exactly in my body, but somewhere deep within. There is...
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WHY DO YOU FIND IT STRANGE
Why do you find it strange that you can hide your face from God? A tiny cloud can block the sun—do you find that odd? It’s easy to hide from God—him to whom you ran Is now him you run from—you, the...
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I HAVE THE POEM IN MYSELF
I have the poem in myself And you are the poem everyone wants to see. You are the sun. I am shadowy. No one learns to read. We only learn to see. Nature has us reading Her signs, to satisfy What...
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COMPLAINING TO GOD
Why did you provide us with music And then give us one song? And then we find each note Of the one we are given is wrong? Why did you give us vision Inside our beautiful eyes Which, when matched up...
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HOW SWEET THESE TEARS
How sweet these tears from missing you, How sweet these tears that fall! When I lost you, darling, I lost it all. How easy for my tears to fall, sweet tears, And a pleasant feeling when they fall!...
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I WANNA TELL TINA, TOO
Christine walked by with a pear and apple, Saying, “I need one more, so I can juggle.” “You can juggle two,” I told her, “with one hand.” And I thought of fruit falling, and then a name for a band, In...
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POETRY IS LOVE
Poetry is love. This is literally true. As poets, we do not speak partial truths. We do not say things just to say them. We do not experiment. We do not hide behind show-off language, learning, or...
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WHEN EVENING IS TRULY FAIR
When evening is truly fair And no words can possibly describe This evening sweetly and softly rare, Dusky tops of silky trees swaying In breezes dearer than music playing, There is truly something...
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I WILL SIGH FROM THE SAME SORROW TOMORROW
I will sigh from the same sorrow tomorrow. And who can I blame? The conductor in my train’s narrow corridor Who calls my city’s name? Scenery of swamp and river, Blur of buildings outside a window,...
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BATHROOM SELFIE
OK, if you think this is a load of crap, Wait until you see what I do next. If you don’t like the poems and the weather, You can always walk from room to room Using your legs. Dinosaurs owned legs—...
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WORKING, NOT WORKING
At work, I may not be working, Joking with my co-workers when there’s not much to do. At work, I may be working hard, But it’s not like I’m cleaning my yard; I’m on coffee and glancing at names and...
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I LIKE YOU
I like you, even more than before. How is this possible? The secret is this: Poetry teaches apology and forgiveness. I have crossed out many a line And put aside many an effort Wholly written from...
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THERE IS ONE BEAUTY
There is one beauty on this earth In which all the others, partial, find their worth. So please pardon me who was able to find All beauty in you. I was blind. Beauty blinds us all until we find, With...
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SHE CURES ME OF YOU
She cures me of you Because she is beautiful, too. One look at her face And I forget our disgrace. A glance from her eyes And your beautiful image dies. But all I see and think— No matter how wise and...
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LECTURE INSIDE OF SORROW
Lecture inside of sorrow, Invention inside of pain, Love inside of love Has thwarted love again. A message inside a message That says all is well Describes messes Of which we dare not tell....
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THE ONE I LOVED
for Claire Montrose The one I loved? The last time we kissed, he stroked my chin And fed on my mouth like a starving man. I remember the night and his lips. Some believe in bad luck; they feel they...
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WHY AM I UNTRUE?
When I think constantly of you How is it possible I am untrue? This is how love shames me in the end: Love belongs to the stranger, not the friend. If I always think of you, You are a friend, but a...
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THIS IS HOW I FELL FOR HER
It began at the top of my head, Where the dignified thoughts are. Pity them! They fell far. Philosophy turned into crying; Infant fears my new philosophy, Getting what it wants by lying. After this...
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JUST SOME CLOUDS
Some people think they can see what they read. You cannot see what you read. There is only sound. Your memory contains images which a fiction writer found. Fiction is what you want, but poetry is what...
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WE NEVER SAID THAT
We never said you could be Something else. If you agree To be different we will pretend It somehow makes a difference in the end. We never said it would be Other than official. So let’s agree To...
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