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Chapter One I love how books begin; those passages that lead us by the hand across the luxurious lawns, that portage us gently up the gravel drive, toward the manor house. The author is still a kind host here, anxious … Continue reading
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Two Friends
Two Friends The last word this one spoke was my name. The last word that one spoke was my name. My two friends had never met. But when they said that last word they spoke to each other. I am … Continue reading
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Poem to Raymond Carver
Poem to Raymond Carver comforter thrown over my legs late morning cats asleep at my feet I am reading a tattered copy of A NEW PATH TO THE WATERFALL you said you wanted this all of your life waking each … Continue reading
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Hope
Hope After everything I find it intact like a chimney standing beside a basement jumbled with black and smoking rafters. It is the bubble that rises from a sunken ship as a diver cracks into the wreck. It is the … Continue reading
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Three Foxes by the Edge of the Field at Twilight
Three Foxes by the Edge of the Field at Twilight One ran, her nose to the ground, a rusty shadow neither hunting nor playing. One stood; sat; lay down; stood again. One never moved, except to turn her head a … Continue reading
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Moscow
Moscow For a while I was alone, so I dated whoever’s work I was reading, but the relationships always ended badly. I wasn’t smart enough for Wayne, I wasn’t caustic enough for David, Kevin & I were doing well, but … Continue reading
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Nobody
Nobody Nobody loves me, Nobody cares, Nobody picks me peaches and pears. Nobody offers me candy and Cokes, Nobody listens and laughs at my jokes. Nobody helps when I get in a fight, Nobody does all my homework at night. … Continue reading
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Honorable Mentions in Original Composition
Summer vacation Eight weeks of silent freedom September scares me ~ Shannon Proctor Got a whiff of dead skunk on the highway, Its aroma brought tears to my eyes, Nothing like daisies, hyacinths or roses, More like my dog’s dirty … Continue reading
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Honorable Mentions in Existing Poems
Wendy Bousfield also found us Suppose & Ulalume … Suppose BY PHOEBE CARY Suppose, my little lady, Your doll should break her head, Could you make it whole by crying Till your eyes and nose are red? And would n’t it … Continue reading
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