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Poetry
Thursday, April 25, 2013 12:00 am
marathon poem #2two unbidden pictures keep fillingmy head neither from tv screens onethat kid younger than my grandsonslying in his pooled blood in the beachedboat waiting for the inevitable he’
Poetry
Thursday, April 11, 2013 12:00 am
north fifth street poem #17 seventy score and seven runners passedmy door this morning many in blue t-shirtsthe lincoln half-marathon: I’ve lived in lincolnland over 40 years now; one getsinocul
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Thursday, April 4, 2013 12:00 am
poetrypoem #11my brother once got booted froma ninth grade english class for his reply to a reprimand “oh butcher spare yon tender calf” sure a poetic quote but archy and mehitabel must no
Poetry
Thursday, March 28, 2013 12:00 am
how about a joke in this spacemy daughter #2 reports shegot a t-shirt for her son had agroup of marshmallows sittingaround a campfire with terroron their faces the marshmallowstoryteller was saying &l
Poetry
Thursday, March 21, 2013 12:00 am
a recent obit in the state j-r istoo good to pass up who wrote itnephew maybe niece the accountis of an ordinary life if such bebirth education job etc etc then“she became adventuresome inher ol
Poetry
Thursday, March 14, 2013 12:00 am
you word lovers out there have youdiscovered babble on the net it’s freefor a bit then continues so withoutstats to help but life membership ispeanuts it’s a combo boggle-scrabble new grid
Poetry
Thursday, March 7, 2013 12:00 am
the institution where once I soproudly taught has introduced a minorcalled liberty studies partly funded bythe koch brothers urbana turned it downbut not us are we so desperate for dough?in the articl
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Thursday, Feb. 28, 2013 12:00 am
well it was a crummy tricknot up to masterpiece standardsI understand the brits got hitwith both childbirth deaths onsuccessive christmas days wewere clobbered in februarymatthew it seems and maybesyb
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Thursday, Feb. 21, 2013 12:00 am
demi said hang on tothat thought whileI empty the hot waterbottle but I don’t knowwhether wonderingwhen and wherebaloney originatedis a thought worthhanging onto
Poetry
Thursday, Feb. 14, 2013 12:00 am

by guest poet Delinda Chapman

the next day, in thestillness of the moment,noting the candle’srhythmic flicker I knewthe walls were singing,reverberating from the joyoussounds of forty choir-camp voicesas they raised the roof

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