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Southern Icarusby Michael R. BurchWindborne, lover of heights,unspooled from the truck’s wildly lurching embrace,you climb, skittish kite . . .W..
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Indestructible, for Johnny Cashby Michael R. BurchWhat is a mountain, but stone?Or a spire, but a trinket of steel?Johnny Cash is gone,black from his ..
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NOVELTIESby Thomas Campionloose translation/interpretation by Michael R. BurchBooksellers laud authors for novel editionsas pimps praise their w****s ..
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The Evolution of Loveby Michael R. BurchLove among the infinitesimalflotillas of amoebas is a danceof transient appendages, wild sailsthat gather in w..
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Dustby Michael R. BurchFlame within flame,we burned and burned relentlesslytill there was nothing left to be consumed.Only ash remained, the smoke plu..
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Distances (II)byMichael R. BurchThere is a small cleanness about her,as though she has always just been washed,and there is a dull obedience to conven..
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Childlessby Michael R. BurchHow can she bear her grief?Mightier than Atlas, she shoulders the weightof one fallen star.Laughter’s Cryby Michael ..
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Post-Mother's-Day PoemsWe desperately need a Mother Recovers Day!byMichael R. BurchMother’s Day!Lovers’ Day!Adulation Re-Smothers Day!Hugs..
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Love has a gentle gracebyMichael R. Burchfor Beth on Mother’s DayLove has a gentle grace; you have not seen herunless you’ve looked into y..
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You are welcome to share this poem for noncommercial use and dedicate it to your favorite mother, but please credit the author if you share it on soci..
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