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Pencils

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PENCILStelling where the wind comes from  open a story.    Pencilstelling where the wind goes  end a story.  These eager pencilscome to a stop.. only .. when the stars high overcome to a stop.  Out of…

Gypsy

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I asked a gypsy palTo imitate an old imageAnd speak old wisdom.She drew in her chin,Made her neck and headThe top piece of a Nile obelisk     and said:Snatch off the…

Prairie

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I WAS born on the prairie and the milk of its wheat, the red of its clover, the eyes of its women, gave me a song and a slogan. Here…

Mask

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Fling your red scarf faster and faster, dancer.It is summer and the sun loves a million green leaves,     masses of green.Your red scarf flashes across them calling and a-calling.The silk…

Dream Girl

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You will come one day in a waver of love,Tender as dew, impetuous as rain,The tan of the sun will be on your skin,The purr of the breeze in your…

Picnic Boat

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Sunday night and the park policemen tell each other it     is dark as a stack of black cats on Lake Michigan.A big picnic boat comes home to Chicago from the…

Pigeon

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THE FLUTTER of blue pigeon’s wingsUnder a river bridgeHunting a clean dry arch,A corner for a sleep-This flutters here in a woman’s hand.  A singing sleep cry,A drunken poignant two lines…

Southern Pacific

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HUNTINGTON sleeps in a house six feet long.Huntington dreams of railroads he built and owned.Huntington dreams of ten thousand men saying: Yes, sir. Blithery sleeps in a house six feet…

They All Want to Play Hamlet

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THEY all want to play Hamlet.They have not exactly seen their fathers killedNor their mothers in a frame-up to kill,Nor an Ophelia dying with a dust gagging the heart,Not exactly…

Street Window

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THE PAWN-SHOP man knows hunger,And how far hunger has eaten the heartOf one who comes with an old keepsake.Here are wedding rings and baby bracelets,Scarf pins and shoe buckles, jeweled…