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the silence wraps up the plumber clinking tools two rooms down, the vehicles passing on the road outside, the chattering of my thoughts that won't slow…
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A few lines a day, Goethe said. / Not to get all meta about it / but this poetry business must / have been easy for him. Maybe he / could scratch out “a…
Yesterday, belligerent March / attacked with a bomb cyclone. / Today, calm settled upon / the dismembered limbs of trees / scattered in the streets…
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