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Thursday, Oct. 23, 2014 12:00 am
the State has stole our pensionsthe State has stole our pensionsthe State has stole our pensionssing loo-di-doo-di-doothat big ole bag of moneywe gave our savings tothe State just took and stole itsin
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Thursday, Oct. 16, 2014 12:00 am
 vermontpoem #41 this morning the lake is still no ripples mar the surface not even my own as I swim no little swallows (black tops white bellies) dip and wheel to catch their insect breakfast th
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Thursday, Oct. 9, 2014 12:00 am
the thin child perhaps nineleaning against the slim treeweeping her mother just deadthe mother who helped acollapsed pregnant friend intoa taxi to get her to a hospitalthe trip was in vain the womandi
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Thursday, Oct. 2, 2014 12:00 am
 springfield 66 poem #1 busy time this fri eve in springfield route 66 gala already begun hard to get to the old pharmacy to see tom handy’s photos of palms and their latticed shadows  jim
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Thursday, Sept. 25, 2014 12:00 am
today’s excitement –very early morningerratic drummingmore a thuddingslow with pausescould it be? I’d heardthem in the woods butnever seen one yet hereone was – a piliatedwoodpecker on thedead
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Thursday, Sept. 18, 2014 12:00 am
 suicide poem #6  royce by pulling that trigger you’ve spared yourself my grandkids’ growing up their school and sports successes their loves and losses and given them instead a burden t
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Thursday, Sept. 11, 2014 12:00 am
our area of wisconsin has lovelylively names afton avalon tiffanycarvers rock beckmans mill dariendelavan elkhorn hog hollow I wentwith my grandfather to a townshipmeeting of some sort in emerald grov
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Thursday, Sept. 4, 2014 12:00 am
 grampa poem #3in a letter to his second son my grampa writes, “If I try to tell you what you like and what you dislike I may play the role of the shoemaker who was fitting a pair of shoes to a
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Thursday, Aug. 28, 2014 12:00 am
a 1952 news item just found:“Dairy Workers to 5-DayWeek” – ten years beforethis clipping I heard mygrandfather say “We can’tgo to a six-day week untilwe breed a six-day cow.”
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Thursday, Aug. 21, 2014 12:00 am
 norwaypoem #2I am in norway how refreshing to be in a spot where everyone speaks a tongue that is not mine norwegian is a musical language light its phrases end in upbeats reflecting the country

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