George Gaudet
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AiolosA Story by George GaudetFor Milos When they discovered etna and a sea in me, they told me that I had a talent for death. That I can cheat and force a brigh.. |
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GracenotesA Poem by George Gaudetand after a sour vodka nightand a frightful close of lightin a mind I've had of wintera cold nearly comfortingmind at the very brinkof autumn's term.. |
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we the livingA Poem by George Gaudet...And the living are busy burying the dead;A poet puts the pen downTo pick up the spade; seven little girlsIn a sandlot and suddenly the sandHas turn.. |
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MedleyA Poem by George GaudetDear Corinne,The city; veiled in a pale shroud; a fabric mist likened to translucent silk; it tastes so soft it's seems as if it doesn't exist.The h.. |
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august. 9th, 2009A Poem by George GaudetSunday, in the rain...and I've found an extant poem composed some years ago...I remember...the times were turbulent, indeed, even beyond a simple me.. |
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feb 7th 2007A Poem by George Gaudet...You are the incontrovertibleabsence of this world-an oak leaf has gashedyour cheekand honey seeps fromyour most adorable of wounds-and as if by som.. |
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a pious pleaA Poem by George GaudetIt'll happen when some two or three centuries have passed perhaps some young pup in digging up some weathered old bones my own perhaps will have exc.. |
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in the skyA Poem by George Gaudet"What color is love?Does it ever rain on the moon?"Does he know his soulIs confined to a circleof smoke? |
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