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 Fear Death, Smiling Sky? No, I invoke her: I know. For what else is there To fear when death is the sole Answer to all our problems? [read more] |
 For Nikolus, My Youngest Son You came to me, the final flame, A gentle soul, a cherished name. The years have... [read more] |
 “The Pseudonym’s Room” There is a room where names are left at the door, stacked like coats on a winter hook. Ins... [read more] |
 INTRO: A Poem to Read Sorry, I've got a poem to read. It's not much to hear, I've, uh, got it here somewhere ...maybe this one instea... [read more] |
 Arriving from Seoul, his first stateside purchase was a pair of semi-sheer white socks (toes and heels opaque) on which the streaks I left (... [read more] |
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Salutations Saturday Are you still soldiering and swimming in the soup? Are you surviving? Are... [read more] |
 They say after 100 years He is stalking and creeping once again Evermore in search of release from his self imposed serial killer Hell... [read more] |
 You are his baby girl. He loved you the first time he set his eyes on you. There was nothing he wouldn’t do for you. As you grew up he was t... [read more] |
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Comes, delivered today, a depiction of the Star of Bethlehem; a gift to remind me, eact time I gaze upon it of them--- Starwatchers, of whom... [read more] |
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"a new day whistling" The day presses in— a slow tightening— and the air runs thin enough to split the skin at my mouth’s border. Swe... [read more] |
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I am grateful before I ever blow a candle or open a present for being blessed to take a moment to remember all the wonders I al... [read more] |
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May we be blessed to understand one of the most beautiful messes we make… (which in itself is a keepsake) is the mess we leave... [read more] |
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The other day we noticed two reindeer leaping around our back yard As back and forth through the woods they crossed… they looked upse... [read more] |
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On the Border of Another Day The day presses in— a slow tightening— and the air runs thin enough to split the skin at my mouth’s bor... [read more] |
 It could be worse or so they say I listen to them pointing out statistics and numbers from an institute continuo... [read more] |