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She gives forth with a laugh (which had heretofore
alternated
Between genteel tittering and an almost coquettish chuckle)
Which borders upo..
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She played, as I remember,
quite well,
Her talent settling into some
interval
Between “capable” and
“professional,&rdq..
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It was, ostensibly, the Buffalo Road, but the
combination of budgetary constraints and general disinterest had ensured that
Route 219 was no mor..
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It wasn’t like the damn lawn
wasn’t a pain to mow to begin with,
What with the way all the lots
on their street,
Once pa..
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So we have remained, with
the constancy of stubborn and vestigial elms,
Through any number of
moons and Junes,
Equally as many improbable
..
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A center stripe on such a road
would be mere affectation,
The prospect of two vehicles on
the same stretch of this blacktop
(Ambling from ..
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My Dearest Capulet,
As I write you in these waning
hours
(The number of my sunrises and
sunsets finite,
Easily counted upon either
..
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It is generally supposed we come
to this place
As a just reward for treachery
and traitorousness.
Indeed, nothing could be farther
from t..
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You’d
like to think such work was done by stolid, silent monks
Quilling
ancient parchment in some great hall,
Stilted
shafts of sun..
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Some years ago (long enough
to be, indeed,once upon a time)
There was a boy who, as best
could be determined,
Never spoke and rarely
..
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