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O handsome youth
intent not in texting
but teasing out answers
from Sunday's clues
on the train for five minutes,
how I wish I could tell you
I,..
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Winterbirds queue at the Pike bus stop
in their quilted coats and knitted caps,
and though it..
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This sensualist novel is giving me fits!They call it a comedy, of course,Though a serious one--so much the worse.How could this book be describing any..
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The untethered Mylar balloon,
Star-shaped party favor
Held aloft by erratic winds,
Skirted the tops of spindly trees.
Catching an updraft, it as..
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Fortune smiles inconsistently
On the talented and the inept;
And when it smiles, sometimes benignly,
Sometimes with malice in its glut,
We think..
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You who have always lived in the hot center of things--The molten cores, the stellar furnaces--May wonder what existence is likeOut here in the extrac..
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I should be so romantic
As to believe in renewal,
The phoenix eternally rising
From spent crematorium ashes.
But I know too much about physics,
..
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So much nothingness--It doesn't help to reflect
That the universe, from atomic scale
To macrocosmic immensity,
Is a void, devoid of cohesive matter..
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Beloved one,
Wherever you were yesterday,
Tomorrow may be empty of you, too,
And a continuum of mirrors,
Eternally reflecting nothing,
A corridor..
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On this creaking craft,
On this rock-a-bye boat,
In a daze I drift,
Through the night I float.
I'm transported leagues
Beyond sense and knowing..
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