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	<title>Mar 2007</title>
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		<title>Confessional Poetry</title>
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		<description>  
Anne Sexton told me that Little Red Riding Hood was a whore

so who am I to argue with such a great poet?



Anne also told me that she should have been a whore herself,

seriously, she said, she was that good at pleasing men.



Next month, I'm going to go see Snodgrass 

maybe then I'll ask him if it was true.



Snodgrass won't tell me, I'm pretty sure because 

he's probably a gentleman or something. </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Release the Hounds</category>
		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 16:48:56 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title> 	sitting alone thinking how things go</title>
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		<description>like the title says</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Release the Hounds</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title> embracing the tornado</title>
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		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Release the Hounds</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>89 years after the best parts of me were born</title>
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		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Release the Hounds</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>a break down five miles from home</title>
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		<description>the rain is hard and long and wetthe clouds so gray, that we forgetsunlight breaking and skies of bluesas I pause to tie my shoes

the moon is gone behind the stormno fire here to keep us warmthere is no goodness in this newsas I pause to tie my shoes

the cars pass by at fifty fivedo they know if they're alive?Beneath my breath I hum the bluesas I pause to tie my shoes.

&quot;Daddy, daddy, you're here, you're here!&quot;&quot;Yes, I am my darling dear.&quot;I'm alive, right now, with love so trueas ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Release the Hounds</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Adsullata</title>
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		<description>Adsullata is the name of a celtic river goddess</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Release the Hounds</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>afraid to write what's real</title>
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		<description>shall we type the words we're thinking
 of or type the words we can't
 shall we type the words we're saying here
 or all the words we shan't
 
 that's the question in my mind
 when the answers are quite clear
 that's the question right behind
 me when you're sitting near
 
 shall we think the thoughts we dare not think
 of or think the thoughts we should
 shall we think the thoughts we want to think
 even though they're not so good
 
 that's the question on my mind
 when the night is growing deep
 when the answers are so very real
 and I should be fast asleep
 
 shall we type the words we're eating
 up as we munch upon our lips
 shall we type the words we're meaning
 when our hands roam to eachother's hips?
 
 that's the question deary
 that's the question right at hand
 we can't see the answers clearly
 and I'm sure that we don't understand
 
 so...
 shall we type the words we're thinking
 of or type the words we hate
 shall we type the word's we're singing here
 or all of the words we just ate?  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Release the Hounds</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Albert Einstein</title>
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		<description>It was on a bicycle in italyEinstein thought of relativitybut it was in Germany on a trainhe found the way to explain</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Release the Hounds</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>an insomniac writing poetry at 4:43am</title>
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		<description>The last stanza is absolutely embarrassing</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>another fact of life</title>
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		<description>The end of the road
is in Ticaboo Utah
but don't worry though
there is beer there and 
a nice inground pool

If you get there at sunset
that's the visit's real reward </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Release the Hounds</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Apologies from God for a snowy March morning</title>
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		<description> 														 														 														 
dew drops cover
the first green blade
with ecstasy
and the scent of
soonsex clamoring
youngbloods for
girlgirlgiggles near
hot-aired screamstreams
july and tea-steam
sing lust along the dew
drops cover lads
or belch out the football
from your left most feet
this is how the mornings
are here in spring. </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Release the Hounds</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>at the table with the mountain spirit</title>
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		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Release the Hounds</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>B</title>
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		<description>along the fence
where the lilacs grew
i followed the little pink
spongey ball

i rustled around
until it was clear
i'd never find it
and i heard the buzz

the first sting
was near my left ankle
the next three ascended my leg
until the fifth one
swelled to the side of my scrotum.

i cried
then and screamed

until Nana asked,
&quot;What happened...?&quot;

&quot;..b
b
b
ball

b
b
b
buzzz

b
b
b
beeee....., &quot;

i answered,
and she wiped away my tears with her hand
as she prepared the baking soda and tweezers
to treat the welts. </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Release the Hounds</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>beneath my skin, where the moron lives</title>
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		<description> 														 														 														 
we sat there with kisses
on our lips

waiting for the meaning
of the metaphor
to be revealed.

At first, I thought
it's like heaven
or hell -- something spiritual

But you snickered
that'd be a simile. </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Release the Hounds</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Bloody Mary</title>
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		<description> 														 														 														 
I hear the sound of shattered glasscrushed under my feet and I thinkof your clear blue eyes,

&quot;There're more mugs are in the cabinet on the right, tea's next to the sink.&quot;

I watch you grab the broom, a dustpanand a deep breath, then bend downgingerly to clean up another broken moment.

&quot;Thanks, want me to help with that?&quot;I ask you, but I know the answer already.&quot;No, I got it, thanks though,&quot; you smile.

A second later, maybe less, your foot slips and catches, you ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>blunt force trauma</title>
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		<description> 														 														 														 
we sit crosslegged upon
a red gingham tablecloth
laid neatly on the grass
beneath a majestic elm tree

a tall bottle of coca-cola
and a basket full of peanutbutter sandwiches
and soft sugary chocolate chip cookies
made by the mother of one dead girl

the chaos of the moment 
trapped now in our tears
with our words and dreams,
still our hunger speaks rudely

the want of miracles and better prizes
of the solution to this rubiks cube of a mess
it gnaws at our bellies
while the coroner uses a scalpal on our children
to determine the cause of death. </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>breaking down</title>
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		<description> 														 														 														 
i walked into the kitchen
while you were crying

&quot;i would have sliced the onions,&quot;
i say, and pull you in for a hug.

&quot;i'm fine,&quot; you tell me
as I start to toss the rest of the brocholli in the pot
with your onions and water

you say,
&quot;can you peel and dice these potatos?&quot;

&quot;no problem,&quot; I smile at you.

After dinner you thanked me
as if I'd made it
but we both know

you were the one left crying. </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>chicken caesar rap </title>
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		<description>The pigeon nibbles the nits from amidst his featherson the edge of the cornerof the roof of the buildingjust across the street.His  iridescent head bobbles at obscene anglesin the thin spring sun whilehe watches the skyfor a hawk we both knowwaits for him.It is lunch time, andI think of fowl for fooduntil he flaps away in a flushed flutter of beady-eyed hate.Tomorrow, I will see him again perhaps the sun will not show mehis rainbowed head, but we will both know I am hungry</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>choices &amp; entropy</title>
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		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Release the Hounds</category>
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		<title>communion</title>
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		<description>the red wine poured so easily from green bottle to clear crystal  the gentle gurgle of refined grape and yeast   fermentation  and exaltation of spirit of bread</description>
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		<category>Release the Hounds</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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