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Poetry
Thursday, Aug. 13, 2015 12:00 am
the cowardly lion lies piercedby an arrow dorothy scarecrowtin woodman aghast dorothysays no not the wicked witch ofthe west some minnesota doctorreread just now jabberwocky “hetook his vorpal sword
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Thursday, Aug. 6, 2015 12:00 am
you may not believe that a toilet seatcan be the most beautiful sight in theworld but maybe you would if you’rean ol’ woman on a four-day canoe tripon the wisconsin river eating sleepingon sandbar
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Thursday, July 30, 2015 12:00 am
on a recent new yorker cover a room’sprominent wide window reveals backyard greenery swings a ball trees clear skyinside two young girls sit back to back butyards apart each intent on a screen eachp
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Thursday, July 23, 2015 12:00 am
 n fifth street poem #23this is a big public thank you tothe Catholic Heart Work Campscores of young people with theirleaders who swarmed into our enospark neighborhood to do what wasneeded at in
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Thursday, July 16, 2015 12:00 am
we canoed on the wisconsin river fourdays of wilderness wind water the treesa closed screen on either bank depth ofwater too suddenly shallow for powercraft sand always shifting our small groupalone e
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Thursday, July 9, 2015 12:00 am
 ancienthistory poem #4back in rome in the time of itsdecline emperorcaligula appointedhis horse to be amember of the governing bodywell at least it wasa whole horse©2015 Jacqueline Jackson
Poetry
Thursday, July 2, 2015 12:00 am
the story is that my grampaas a young man in collegeboarded a train at madisoncarrying a large package of limburger cheese he carefullystowed it on the overhead rackat one end of the warm coachthen ma
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Thursday, June 25, 2015 12:00 am
 genesispoem #1I think our great maker had it okay maybe a little confusion about light and dark but on target until that sixth day I think things would be a lot better now and back through much
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Thursday, June 18, 2015 12:00 am
 state debt poem # 2why stop at the museum, guys?there’s nothing here we really prizelop the lib’ry, what’s left of it –no one reads so why not shove itclose the parks, let geezers taketh
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Thursday, June 11, 2015 12:00 am
 storypoem # 22it’s hard to write a poem a weekand keep them what is called a poem what’s the definition of apoem anyway john knoepfle ourlocal guru talks till he runs out ofsteam sometimes j

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