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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Books press. You’ve reminded me of that moment when as a reader I decide to go on. When I know the words will take me somewhere. Like they were ladders up against a wall. Black ink on white paper. Zipper teeth meshing the soft fabric of time occupied. I will go on with you. I&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Reflections On A Clear Night</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Life is a solitary cell whose walls are mirrors Eugene O&#8217;Neill</p>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>When she asked me what I meant I thought to fill my hands with all the beautiful plants; having things all in rows and cropped; and up. Instead, I sat down in the deep green like a cat or fallen fruit. Laid out in the flowerbed, one leg bent and my shirt all out. A&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Ode To The Light On The Sea At High Tide</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>After Neruda You must be a chaos, to give birth to a dancing star &#8211; Nietzsche Sandflies coming up, delicate as fishnet. The water stands fig-green in the hollows. Clouds bunch and thicken, the sea turns the blue-black of Seurat’s dog. Bending low to skim stones, we watch the light breaking on the swell, like&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Ode To Looking Into The Shadows On Market Day</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>After Neruda The glare that stains the chapel walls and gossip’s bench, is not my light. Piped ballads that rasp, and drown the songs of summer birds in trees and cages are too bright. I like the splutter of the dark grills pushing wood smoke through the cut flowers, fresh up from the valley this&#8230;</p>
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