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    The Small Vases From Hebron

    Tip their mouths open to the sky.
    Turquoise, amber,
    the deep green with fluted handle,
    pitcher the size of two thumbs,
    tiny lip and graceful waist.

    Here we place the smallest flower ...
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    Foreclosure

    Tell em to take my bare walls down
    my cement abutments
    their parties thereof
    and clause of claws

    Leave me the land
    Scratch out: the land

    May prose and property both die out
    and leave...
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    I allow myself

    I allow myself
    the luxury of breakfast
    (I am no nun, for Christ’s sake).
    Charmed as I am
    by the sputter of bacon,
    and the eye-opening properties
    of eggs,
    it’s the coffee
    that’s really...
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    Containment So long I have been carrying...

    Containment

    So long I have been carrying myself
    Carefully, carefully, like a small child
    With too much water in a real glass
    Clasped in two hands, across a space as vast
    As living rooms,...
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    Pity

    Christ bore what suffering he could and died
    a young man, but you waited years to learn
    how to heal. Only when you could did you
    touch the man whose body blistered for yours.

    You...
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    Coffee break

    It was Christmastime,

    the balloons needed blowing,

    and so in the evening

    we sat together to blow

    balloons and tell jokes,
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    Elliptical

    They just can’t seem to . . . They should try harder to . . . They ought to be more . . . We all wish they weren’t so . . . They never . . . They always . . . Sometimes they . . . Once in a while...
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    Mother to Son

    Well, son, I'll tell you:
    Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
    It's had tacks in it,
    And splinters,
    And boards torn up,
    And places with no carpet on the floor—
    Bare.
    But all the time
    I'se...
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    February

    Winter. Time to eat fat
    and watch hockey. In the pewter mornings, the cat,
    a black fur sausage with yellow
    Houdini eyes, jumps up on the bed and tries
    to get onto my head. It’s his
    way...
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    White Papers [1]

    Because my father said Yes

    but not in our lifetimes Because

    my mother said I know my daughter

    would never want to marry...


    But mostly because they rarely spoke
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    I thought this was a thread about Randolph Scott.

    I thought this was a thread about Randolph Scott.
  12. Thread: Poetry

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    Enlightenment

    In the portrait of Jefferson that hangs
    at Monticello, he is rendered two-toned:
    his forehead white with illumination —

    a lit bulb — the rest of his face in shadow,
    darkened as...
  13. Thread: Poetry

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    The Snow Man

    One must have a mind of winter
    To regard the frost and the boughs
    Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;


    And have been cold a long time
    To behold the junipers shagged with ice,
    The spruces...
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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—...
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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...
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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...
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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,...
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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...
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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!
  22. 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.
  24. 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.”
    ...
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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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