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Two Strangers Breakfast

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THE LAW says you and I belong to each other, George.The law says you are mine and I am yours, George.And there are a million miles of white snowstorms, a…

Sunset From Omaha Hotel Window

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Into the blue river hillsThe red sun runners goAnd the long sand changesAnd to-day is a gonerAnd to-day is not worth haggling over.    Here in Omaha   The gloaming is…

Passers-By

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Passers-By,Out of your many facesFlash memories to meNow at the day endAway from the sidewalksWhere your shoe soles traveledAnd your voices rose and blendTo form the city’s afternoon roarHindering an…

Whiffletree

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GIVE me your anathema.Speak new damnations on my head.The evening mist in the hills is soft.The boulders on the road say communion.The farm dogs look out of their eyes and…

For You

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THE PEACE of great doors be for you.Wait at the knobs, at the panel oblongs.Wait for the great hinges.  The peace of great churches be for you,Where the players of loft…

Plowboy

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After the last red sunset glimmer,Black on the line of a low hill rise,Formed into moving shadows, I sawA plowboy and two horses lined against the gray,Plowing in the dusk…

Statistics

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Napoleon shifted,Restless in the old sarcophagusAnd murmured to a watchguard:“Who goes there?”“Twenty-one million men,Soldiers, armies, guns,Twenty-one millionAfoot, horseback,In the air,Under the sea.”And Napoleon turned to his sleep:“It is not my…

The Mayor of Gary

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I ASKED the Mayor of Gary about the 12-hour day and the 7-day week.And the Mayor of Gary answered more workmen steal time on the job in Gary than any…

Cadenza

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THE KNEES  of this proud womanare bone.  The elbows  of this proud womanare bone.  The summer-white stars  and the winter-white starsnever stop circling  around this proud woman.  The bones  of this proud womananswer the vibrations  of the stars.    In summerthe…

Spanish

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FASTEN black eyes on me.I ask nothing of you under the peach trees,Fasten your black eyes in my gray with the spear of a storm.The air under the peach blossoms…