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  1. Thread: Poetry

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    The End

    Not every man knows what he shall sing at the end,
    Watching the pier as the ship sails away, or what it will seem like
    When he's held by the sea's roar, motionless, there at the end,
    Or what he...
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    América

    I.

    Although Tía Miriam boasted she discovered
    at least half a dozen uses for peanut butter—
    topping for guava shells in syrup,
    butter substitute for Cuban toast,
    hair conditioner and relaxer—...
  3. Thread: Poetry

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    Love and a question

    A Stranger came to the door at eve,
    And he spoke the bridegroom fair.
    He bore a green-white stick in his hand,
    And, for all burden, care.
    He asked with the eyes more than the lips
    For a...
  4. Thread: Poetry

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    Ode to Big Trend

    Pretty soon the Negroes were looking to get paid.
    My partner, Big Trend, wiped his ox neck and said

    He wasn't going to wait too much longer. You
    Know that look your daddy gets before he whups...
  5. Thread: Poetry

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    Meditation XVII

    PERCHANCE he for whom this bell tolls may be so ill, as that he knows not it tolls for him; and perchance I may think myself so much better than I am, as that they who are about me, and see my state,...
  6. Thread: Poetry

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    the mother

    Abortions will not let you forget.
    You remember the children you got that you did not get,
    The damp small pulps with a little or with no hair,
    The singers and workers that never handled the...
  7. Thread: Poetry

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    Kargil

    Ten years on, I came searching for
    war signs of the past
    expecting remnants — magazine debris,
    unexploded shells,
    shrapnel
    ...
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    I made my pledge, but my head is hangin' low. ...

    I made my pledge, but my head is hangin' low.

    But, hey! The UK football team is 5 - 3 and it's only two weeks until college basketball starts!
  9. Thread: Poetry

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    The Bear

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    In late winter
    I sometimes glimpse bits of steam
    coming up from
    some fault in the old snow
    and bend close and see it is lung-colored
    and put down my nose
    and know
    the chilly, enduring...
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    Apeville, I bet you a $120 pledge to WUOT that...

    Apeville, I bet you a $120 pledge to WUOT that the Kansas City "Put-the-ball-in-play-do-not-strike-out" Royals win the Series.
  11. Thread: Poetry

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    The Blues Don't Change

    “Now I’ll tell you about the
    Blues. All Negroes like Blues.
    Why? Because they was born with
    the Blues. And now everybody
    have the Blues. Sometimes they
    don’t know what it is.”
    ...
  12. Thread: Poetry

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    Baseballl

    for John Limon

    The game of baseball is not a metaphor
    and I know it's not really life.
    The chalky green diamond, the lovely
    dusty brown lanes I see from airplanes
    multiplying...
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    Baseball

    for John Limon

    The game of baseball is not a metaphor
    and I know it's not really life.
    The chalky green diamond, the lovely
    dusty brown lanes I see from airplanes
    multiplying...
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    OK. I am, of course, heartbroken about my Nats...

    OK. I am, of course, heartbroken about my Nats and I have been heard to complain that the MLB is getting to be too much like the NBA. (Why bother with the regular season when you have all these...
  15. Thread: Poetry

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    Autumn

    All day I have watched the purple vine leaves
    Fall into the water.
    And now in the moonlight they still fall,
    But each leaf is fringed with silver.

    - Amy Lowell
  16. Thread: RIP Metro Pulse

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    I believe there is a good chance that the Bijou...

    I believe there is a good chance that the Bijou would be shuttered and that the only business in the 400 block of Gay Street would be a wig store if not for the Metro Pulse. Not the paper per se,...
  17. Thread: Lazy voter

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    One word. Pridemore.

    One word.

    Pridemore.
  18. Thread: Poetry

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    October 14—The Dow Closes Up 10015

    I bleed a little, peyote tea waits in the refrigerator,
    a Ferris Wheel rolls and rolls over the highway
    after the miscarriage, we search
    for rings with missing stones, unmatched earrings
    sell...
  19. Thread: Lazy voter

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    JR is right. The system is badly broken and it...

    JR is right. The system is badly broken and it is very important that we pass No. 2. BTW: Shame on WUOT! In this morning's story on No. 2. Chrissy Keuper referred to No.2 as a "minor change." It...
  20. Thread: Poetry

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    The Journey

    Anghiari is medieval, a sleeve sloping down
    A steep hill, suddenly sweeping out
    To the edge of a cliff, and dwindling.
    But far up the mountain, behind the town,
    We too were swept out, out...
  21. Thread: Poetry

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    First Light Edging Cirrus

    1025 molecules
    are enough
    to call woodthrush or apple.

    A hummingbird, fewer.
    A wristwatch: 1024

    An alphabet’s molecules,
    tasting of honey, iron, and salt,
    cannot be counted—
  22. Thread: Poetry

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    Equinox

    Now is the time of year when bees are wild
    and eccentric. They fly fast and in cramped
    loop-de-loops, dive-bomb clusters of conversants
    in the bright, late-September out-of-doors.
    I have found...
  23. Thread: Poetry

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    Preludes

    I
    The winter evening settles down
    With smell of steaks in passageways.
    Six o’clock.
    The burnt-out ends of smoky days.
    And now a gusty shower wraps
    The grimy scraps
    Of withered leaves about...
  24. Thread: Poetry

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    Poetry in Time of War

    I want to forget their names, the generals,
    advisors, puppet rulers,
    the puffed-up and the brought-low,

    I want not to know them,
    not hear their plans, their excuses,
    the President and the...
  25. Thread: Poetry

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    From My Window

    Spring: the first morning when that one true block of sweet, laminar,
    complex scent arrives
    from somewhere west and I keep coming to lean on the sill, glorying in
    the...
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