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  • Seven Decades
    At ten I read Mayakovsky had died,
    learned my first word of Russian, lyublyu;
    watched my English teacher poke his earwax
    with a well-chewed HB and get the class ...
  • Strawberries
    There were never strawberries
    like the ones we had
    that sultry afternoon
    sitting on the step ...
  • The First Men On Mercury
    â?? We come in peace from the third planet.
    Would you take us to your leader?

    â?? Bawr stretter! Bawr. Bawr. Stretterhawl? ...
  • James Macfarlan
    'A man's a man for a' that' â?? how does he know?
    Traipsing with his plough, the rural hero,
    Swaggering down the lea-rigs, talking to mice,
    Sweating his sickly verses to entice ...
  • One Cigarette
    No smoke without you, my fire.
    After you left,
    your cigarette glowed on in my ashtray
    and sent up a long thread of such quiet grey...
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Dark 4 High 3 Blue 3 Sweet 3 Light 3 Long 3 Love 3 Fire 3 I Love You 3 Hard 2

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Citizenscreen: virginia weidler and frank morgan in edwin l. marin’s henry goes arizona (1939).
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Excaliburedpan: i was talking shakespeare sonnets with a boy late last night, as you do, and if i'm teaching poetry again next year the entire sonnet week is going to be spent looking at these two i swear. shakespeare's sonnet 55 and edwin morgan's not marble: a reconstruction
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 by Edgar Albert Guest

The joy of life is living it, or so it seems to me;
In finding shackles on your wrists, then struggling till you're free;
In seeing wrongs and righting them, in dreaming splendid dreams,
Then toiling till the vision is as real as moving streams.
The happiest mortal on the earth is he who ends his day
By leaving better than he found to bloom along the way.
Were all things perfect here there would be naught for man to do;
If what is old were good enough we'd never need the new.

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