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Love has a Southern flavor: honeydew,ripe cantaloupe, the honeysuckle’s spoutwe tilt to basking faces to breathe outthe ordinary, and inhale per..
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Love Stronger than Timeby Victor Hugoloose translation by Michael R. BurchSince I first set my lips to your full cup,Since my pallid face first nested..
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for BethI want tears to form againin the shriveled glands of these eyesdried all these long yearsby too much heated knowing.I want tears to course dow..
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A Surfeit of Lightby Michael R. BurchThere was always a surfeit of light in your presence.You stood distinctly apart, not of the humdrum world,a chari..
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O pale, austere moon,haughty beauty ...what do we know of love,or duty?
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Second Sightby Michael R. BurchI never touched you:that was my mistake.Deep within,I still feel the ache.Can an unformed thingeternally break?***Now, ..
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I Loved Youby Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkinloose translation by Michael R. BurchI loved you ... perhaps I love you still ...perhaps for a while such e..
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Dispensing Keysby Hafiztranslation by Michael R. Burch-The imbecileconstructs cagesfor everyone he knows,while the sage(who has to duck his headwhenev..
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for Bethdon’t forget to rememberthat Space is curved(like your Heart)and that even Light is bentby your Gravity.
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Listen to me now and heed my voice;I am a madman, alone, screaming in the wilderness,but listen now.Listen to me now, and if I saythat black is black,..
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