Poet’s Corner

Poet’s Corner

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September 1, 2011

 The Pretender by Jackson Brown I’m gonna rent myself a house in the shade of the freeway I’m gonna pack my lunch in the morning and go to work each day And when the evening rolls around I’ll go on home and lay my body down And when the morning light comes steaming in...
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Poet’s Corner

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August 1, 2011

  I Hear America Singing By Walt Whitman I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear, Those of mechanic, each one singing his, as it should be, blithe and strong, The carpenter singing his, as he measures his plank or beam, The mason singing his, as he makes read for work, or leaves...
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Poet’s Corner

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July 5, 2011
Poet’s Corner

The Woman I Am The woman I am        Hides deep in me Beneath the woman        I seem to be. She hides away        From the stranger’s eye- She is not known        To the passers-by. She goes her way,        The woman I seem, But the woman I am        Withdraws to...
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Poet’s Corner

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June 1, 2011
Poet’s Corner

 In the Middle of this Century by Yehuda Amichai In the middle of this century we turned to each other With half faces and full eyes Like an ancient Egyptian picture And for a short while. I stroked your hair In the opposite direction to your journey. We called to each other, Like calling...
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Poet’s Corner

Poet’s Corner

Two Lives Lost I needed you yesterday. No, I feared that I would need you; and you would not be there. It reminded me of her, oddly, she was there yesterday; but she was not there the day I needed her. You have so much in common. No, that is my delusion speaking. Decades...
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Poet’s Corner

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April 6, 2011
Poet’s Corner

Subject: Unworthy of a Single Thought The words were cold, cruel, and bitter; nevertheless I read them again, I had to. One more time, from the beginning – I had to see beyond what they said and focus on what they meant. There was comfort to be had in their hatred. I would never...
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Poet’s Corner

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March 22, 2011
Poet’s Corner

 Walking In Paris by Anne Sexton I come back to your youth, my Nana, as if I might clean off the mad woman you became, withered and constipated, howling into your own earphone. I come, in middle age, to find you at twenty in high hair and long Victorian skirts trudging shanks’ mare fifteen...
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The Poet’s Corner

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February 28, 2011
The Poet’s Corner

Encounter By Federico García Lorca From Poema Del Cante Jondo (Poem of the Deep South) Neither you nor I are ready to find one another. You . . . for reasons you know. I loved her so much! Follow that narrow path. In my hands I’ve got holes from the nails. Can’t you see...
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The Poet’s Corner

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February 12, 2011
The Poet’s Corner

The Dream Walking on the sands I decided to leave you. I was treading a dark clay that trembled and I, sinking and coming out, decided that you should come out of me, that you were weighing me down like a cutting stone, and I worked out your loss step by step: to cut...
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The Poet’s Corner

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January 11, 2011
The Poet’s Corner

Perfect and Imperfect   There are moments when all is right with the world. I sometimes wish they lasted longer, years, months, weeks, days, even perfect seconds would be welcomed. But the moments rush by quickly, I suppose there is comfort in knowing that both perfect and imperfect rush together.
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