The road is rutted sand through scrubby jack pines, sucking clay that weights the feet, sunstruck tar that reaches after every step, or merciless concrete. No matter, they must run, zigzagging crazily as they can, the bullets raising holes behind them. They can tuck and roll into any ditch they please – one plane barrels […]
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Wood piles beneath the shallow permanent stone firm feet upon the yielding bog let water in – the wood’s grain will prevail right through its lines; let water out – white softness will grow up to draw things down The foundations could be called organic, so people longed to analyse to
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Should Hope kiss a toad is continuously a puzzle, as pop eyes abound and sewn gapes of muzzle. Scrawny limbs may grow lithe or may remain scrawny. Distended pots may never tighten smooth and bonny. Hope scratches her various tight curls and looks serious. What if no dance emerges from these throttled leaps? What if
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A brief article and photograph by Kevin Arnold Ray’s marriages were provocative. One of my poet friends, Deidre Farrington Schoolcraft, can become piqued at Raymond Carver because, even after his first wife Maryann’s continual sacrifices for him, Ray divorced her and, by marriage, bestowed the rights to Ray’s work to Tess. Deidre wrote a poem
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I’ll tell you all a dire and grisly tale Of one who strayed so far beyond the pale, Annihilated in an ocean swell, Dragging down many with him as he fell – Poor Billy: he’s the hero in my charge , And represents humanity at large, The product of a world grown over-ripe, Walking computer,
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If you’re all alone on Thanksgiving Day, with no turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, and gravy, your heart aching from loneliness and neglect, and your shame keeping you from making even one single phone call to some relative who is surrounded by devoted loved ones, just keep in mind that, for what it’s worth, we’re together
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