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 Joe Stalin called Pasternak "cloud-dweller": this appellation that saved him from a stretch on the rack suggests the Poet could, from... [read more] |
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They all revere him now---the great, the exquisite Boris Pasternak. They regret his sufferings under Bolsheviks' relentless attack. Yet, the... [read more] |
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On my prayer rope, I pray---during that man's administation--- for his soul's complete, and utter, damnation: such that, in the Inferno, the... [read more] |
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Into your soul's barren and lightless sky, the Bright and Morning Star rose into it. Thus illuminated, you abandoned the benches of Cae... [read more] |
 To Cheryl Hines, excuse the sarcasm Please curb your enthusiasm Is being in bed With him something you dread? It's not my busine... [read more] |
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A story of two sisters, Miss Tick and Miss Tock Who were subject to a great deal of mock Do their names ring a bell? Of course they sh... [read more] |
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All that huge building to, daily, display a single stiff. Yours will be a mass grave in a trench (the worldwide economic depression means th... [read more] |
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I am grateful after into my bed at night I creep… for those 7 wonderful minutes it takes me to fall asleep Because in th... [read more] |
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May we be blessed to have some days (knowing our time on Earth is thin) to take a moment and just enjoy the moment we are in. [read more] |
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We have spent a lifetime developing an understanding of our heartstrings… discovering our happiness, our love, and our enjoyment…in a... [read more] |
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On Monday, February 3rd, Karloff's death was announced; I wept openly, and mourned. You thought I was "too weird." Our classmates agai... [read more] |
 hello poetry Beneath the rustling of an unwritten page, a quiver begins—soft as rain on glass. Words lean toward each other, t... [read more] |
 I spent the better part of my life believing I was torn. Kept asking God "For what purpose was I even born?" Then something happened inside.... [read more] |
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random inaccess A Poem by redd Brick Keshner Letters describe a moment where time stretches- stairs growing longer wit... [read more] |
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You may believe you're in control Think you know every angle Until your spouse informs you You're part of a love triangle ... [read more] |