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The Hope Of All These Things Which Would Never Come In a Box Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home All Beings Considered I Long For Stars The Best Revenge (For All Your Critic's Critiques) Your Next New Dying Black Swan The Dreaming Life ( A Series Of Dream Vignettes) Nothing's Sadder Than A Rose Not For The Bloom of Tears Cultivated These Last 100 Years All Too Clearly Now If This Is Any Art For Which You Care Informed Through Pain Sometimes In Losing I Have Gained A Lot A Man Of The Clouds The Birds Are Such Un-numbering Creatures of Distant Hitchcockian Past Accountants Shrine Didn't You Learn That First Lesson In Kindergarten? They Grew (A Poem From The Imaginarium) Cuba Libre Dragons Max on the max The Little Bird Said The Factory of Resentments When My Blues Are Gone Expect Yourself TONIGHT I WILL RETURN Silver-Tongued Devil Within The Green Wind Becomes The Fall Think On This--IF YOU WOULD Open Lines More Poetry >> |
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