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"Where are the marbles?" I whisper
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10,000 Days
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18th Street Angels
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31W
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A blue jay’s brash chey, chey
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A cruising car and a cawing crow
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A Distant Argument
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A Farm
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A feeling of great peace
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A hint of unreality --
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A honey bee sees red
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A lantern glows from a black post
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A log seat beside the river
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A outline of life
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A Poem about Crows, again
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A Portrait of Shaking
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A prairie warbler’s song circles higher and higher.
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A river laps against the shore –
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A sinking sun pulls the night forward.
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A small child's voice
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A snail’s muscular reach
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A sunken ship and a drunken sailor --
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A white contrail widens under cirrous winds
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A young soldier lies
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All about you are hands
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All Symbols Aside
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All the world is a mirror
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Alone
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Amidst the songs of life
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An Unfortunate Awareness
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And he asked
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Any Surface
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Approximation is a chancy game, but the only one we know.
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Arising slowly, you do not yet
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Arrow and Wind
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As I lay on the riverbank
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As the cool of the night
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Aspen Leaves
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At long last
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At Rainbow Pool
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At seventy-five
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Backseat of a Boeing
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Because You Were Coming
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Behind
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Between thought and thought
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Blessed with Sight
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Bold ideas are but thin lines on paper.
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Bone-white leaves rustle in the breeze.
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By a field in mid-winter
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Casting Lines
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Cat Confrontation
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Caught
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Caught between this vision and the next
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Choices
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Christmas Card
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Clear
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Climbing through Wind
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Cold morning by a lake;
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Come and dance with pain.
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Come night, we are willing to feel what we cannot see.
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Common Grace
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Considering
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Cool dawn
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Corners
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Crystal Damselfly
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Dead trees don't sway in the breeze.
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Death is:
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Deep Within Summer
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Destiny
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Does a burial mound hold life
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Don't gather seed for the winter.
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Dream Mercenaries
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Dream Minds of the Dead
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Drops of dew hang from an arch of grass
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Dusk -- the haze of magic.
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El Capitan
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Enlightenment is:
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Epitaph
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Erosion
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Even as you mount the height of power
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Every moment we are creating;
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Everyday Holocaust
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Faintly
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Fall Harvest
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Family History
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Far Light and Thunder
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Flight of Birds
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Flutterings
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Fly Away Crow
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Follow these words
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Forty-seven years
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Frank Hurley
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Fresh
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Gestures the color of greeting and departing
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God -- not my shadow, but my center.
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God does not enter empty rooms.
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Green frog bass
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He didn’t think he could die alone
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He tells us we are fools:
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He’s telling his grandchildren
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Her hair was spun of spider’s web
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Her hazy eyes see between
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How Knowledge Arrives
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How long?
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How many words must I use
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Humboldt Redwoods
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I am a perfect robot; an efficient machine.
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I am blinded by a great unknowing.
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I am hollow
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I am moved by unseen forces
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I am not infinitesimal.
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I am surprised
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I am that from which all arose.
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I am waiting
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I came upon my true being
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I can't dream of summer
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I could stay here forever;
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I don't know why
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I feel like the line between receding wave and shore
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I hesitate to start with the word “I.”
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I slept through the long night
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I walk in Emptiness --
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I was hardly here:
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I will sing to you
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I won't be long.
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I write too much.
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I wrote a poem tonight:
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I'm spread across this field
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I've come Home.
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I've made a mess of the world.
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I've read to you for a thousand years
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I’m told that the water
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I’ve unfolded
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In Memory of Memories Lost -- 9/11/01
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In my open hand
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Incessant longing
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Instead of a head, I have a window.
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Irresistible thought
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Is water carried by the stream
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Is your next step waiting
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It is best not to say too much;
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It's all right
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It's quiet
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It's raining inside
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It’s dark outside
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jet’s passing contrail
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Just as a lake sits
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Know how the sun shines
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Late night traffic drips by my home
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Let us grow tired of our selves
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Life is:
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Like a deep voiced cicada
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Lines of poetry spread out before me
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Little did we know
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Little rooms adrift in an ocean of fate:
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Living the dream picture
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Look up and out
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Love is no answer.
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Moons of Memory
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Morning by a Wind Farm
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Near is Not Close Enough
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New Tenses
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No and yes; leap and fall.
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No need to go anywhere.
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No Need to Work Against
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Nothing for the eye to gaze upon;
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Now We Sleep in Separate Beds
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Ocean's waves inside me
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Odds
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Old Lodge Skins’ Dream
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On Walking from the Library
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Once again, the glass is empty.
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One by one I laid to rest
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Open Sesame
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Opening a Path
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Our baby’s far away eyes, dipped in stillness;
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Our great concern for life
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Our Shine
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Pairs
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Palimpsest
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Personal
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Peter Jennings
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Please Read My Spam
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Quite a Show
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Rabbit-still
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Rather Than Burn
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Relationship
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Remember how bandits lay on the tracks
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Restoration
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Roofers
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Rumors of light whisper on the curtain
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Run Child
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Sages say a man was chased by tigers.
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Scarecrows in Winter
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Searching for the root, words become pixilated;
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She’s sweeping up birthdays
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Silence catches your last thought --
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Silence was always here
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Sitting
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Snow field
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Some words
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Somewhere in you is a moment
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Sphere of Disturbance
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Stranded by your dissatisfaction
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Streaming from the trees
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Strike the Evening Chime at
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Studying a small space
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Stump of a Thought
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Summer shade
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Surrounded by God
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Sway
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Take my hand
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Talk fogs the earth
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Tatters
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That I don't care makes it magnificent
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The body is leaving on its own
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The Bottom of the Glass
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The cedar is the quietest of trees
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The cinnamon smell of memory
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The Evening of Memory
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The Flow SZ 1
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The forms that hold the force of life are overflowing.
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The hawk's cry is swallowed in Silence.
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The Invocation
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The Long Sigh
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The mind pours back into itself --
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The night sky is as deep
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The Past was a Glorious Green
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The peeps and chirps
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The road opens forward from my chest.
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The Sea Within The Mind
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The Second Day of Spring
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The Sun Moves
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The Sun Rises Higher
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The thin spider's web of life and time
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The True Name
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The Truth is a White Swan….
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The Turn
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The world champion freestyle women’s figure skater
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The world is bronzed
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The Wound
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There is another life next to me
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There is no penalty
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There's a cold wind coming down
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This afternoon’s performance begins:
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This empty house opens its doors
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This endeavor is like kneeling before a granite slab
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This evening, sprawled among the anchors and anvils
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This I, this hope, this dream
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This Is Your Brain on Silence
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This shack of a shed is loosing its grip upon itself.
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This shedding -- this life.
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This stained glass world and us
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Though it doesn't matter
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Thought
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Three days of traveling
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Thunderstorm Watch
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Time passes like a stream
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To be sober is to be still.
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To die
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Today I Will Only Listen To Shadows
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Touch of grass upon my leg
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Trajan’s Days
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Transitions
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Truth is a wound that passes cleanly
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Truth is scary, but in the End
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Under Dock
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Undone by Doing
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Vegas Nights
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Veins
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We Are Nameless
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We are night travelers
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We must want the truth
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We Shall Go Home
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We stir above silent waters
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We Write Within
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Web and Fog
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What I love
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What is Left
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What is this place of light?
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What IS?
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What we need is a lint brush for the self
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What will you do
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When
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When Rain Fails
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When the sun is low in the West
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Where are you going to go?
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Where are you going?
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While all words fail to convey depth
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Who Asks Questions in the Night?
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Why would the name of a long-vanished town
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Wild rose radiating the red and orange of fall.
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Willing Rain
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Wind
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Wind piles noise upon the trees
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Wind urging me on
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Winter’s wreckage lies strewn about the woods
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Within God is a faint memory of me
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Words are like the clattering of a rider-less horse –
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Words Like Leaves
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You Are
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You are encased in what must be
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You are one hand full of words
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You arrived
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You asked.
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You can't go home like this
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You don't need me
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You think
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You turn to the world that beats at your door
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Young Love Doesn’t Understand