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	<title>Week of 06/02/08</title>
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		<title>a poem for my lover</title>
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		<description>    I love 
my hands on the curve of your back
our legs wrapped 
when I can't feel 
where I end and you begin
the feel of hair moving against smooth skin
my mouth, breathing your breath
when our teeth touch and tongues tease
I love your beard tickling 
behind my knees
and shoulders
across my stomach
I love 
myself, when I'm with you
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		<dc:creator>callooh</dc:creator>
		<category>Words Words Words</category>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 16:03:27 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>a little love here</title>
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		<description>The romping feet of shrew I believe,like war and faith, my father's voiceand questions, never answers(This is not the shuffle in the walls..)    I watched my lawn for two decades
    and rejoiced for each seed eaten then gazed at each tiny gray-brown corpse   and otherwise, prayed very little for their souls.  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Assumptions</title>
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		<description>Terrance took the darkness of his left handto the smoothness of his black scalp.

He thought so deeply, I watched him drownin his own brown eyes. But it was words

He said it was words at least. And demanded poems are here for clues. not meaning. Parenthetically, he said, &quot;(I rarely know what I've written until I read it.)&quot;

You should be talking about meaning. I said nothing.

You shouldn't be talking about meaning. I said nothing again.

Terrance said, &quot;Poetry is the language of suggestion not the language of meaning, everybody knows that.&quot;

Shut ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>blueberries &amp; friendship</title>
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		<description>draft</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Crossing Lines</title>
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		<description>Beyond these boundaries, at memory's unfolding     where paradise is the dream
 the dreamer sees beyond the dream
 where passion ignites passion
 flame ignores hope
 and we are the inferno
 
 Beyond the utmost boundaries, 
 I crumble ruins and debris
    between my thumb and finger
    where death not measured by breath
    the graveyard is a pair of eyes without a tempest.    Beyond these gentle beyonds, 
 where boundaries blur to fingertips
      against the turgid pulse in nipples
      against the tropical torrents of juice
      between the aching soft of thighs
 
 Beyond words where emotions sing
 without boundaries. This is we
    naked. my cock against your belly
   my lips against yours in the holy sacrament
 of kiss.
 
 Yes,
 i understand boundaries.  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Marriage</title>
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		<description> i would not whisper stones in your ear
or paint body with body on matted grass  no, our trade was not for direction, or creation
our do's were paid in the soft voice of hope we baked love, we glazed love, we spun love
then held it to our lips, in our arms, and hips   our trade will carry nothing, and serve no master
no, that was not the bargain.
  footsteps, fingertips, and starlight on the thistles   that old kettle, this hot tea     our deal is for the journey, words
and a touch when there is only silence.
  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>no conversation in a private forum</title>
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		<description>
 														 														 														  														  														Caesar's poolboy wore a tight sparkling toga
shaved every follicle from his flesh, and sluiced 
every cell of his skin with extra virgin olive oil 
until he was the song mother's sang to their sons
like a warning ringing over the Tiber
above a lake where the Golden Eagle stood vigil.
After, in the glow of morning his body would embrace
the water, a  colossus of touch &amp;amp; touched - until he 
became he clean and tall, erect like a monument
polished with sheep's wool. Caesar could swim there
in the pansied sun, a brutish testament to war
mocking this peace of boy. Old, grissled, a new God
of war and the price of freedom. The pool boy smiled
until he forgot everything he once knew.  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Semper</title>
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		<description>“What's with you and that rotary phone,”  you asked once by the spruce beside the stoop   Moments later, you asked me the same thing    and then it was another night and our friendship was gone.  A few years later, the phone rang    . . .   the same. “what the hell,” you hung up on me
   and the spruce was dead    . . .                                                 The phone is gone    rushed to the abyss by the merry progress of light   through almost-wires —  gone.    ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Streams &amp; Consciousness</title>
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		<description>A red tailed hawk screeched from high above the red brick smokestack that stands like a silent sentinel protecting my city's past. He swung out upon the smokey tufts of air, and sung out to the blue blue sky that I couldn't dare to see.   His scarlet plumes were not so far away as my mind, but he was far enough that I could not discover his face. I lurched from that calm moment of hope and soaring, to the squalor of confusion.   Was this good? Was this bad?   I do not know. I do not know if I should ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Prose &amp;amp; Such</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Symphony of the Phony Little Man</title>
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		<description>Dear James  It is not the musician
 but the poet who is fortunate  the bright flare of trumpet that flitters along the melody
 is only a  vague metaphor for the  deafening  squeal of  the right verb
 detonating  a solo phrase,
 before the chorus of nouns
 thoughts contrasted,  painted in adjectives and linebreaks  fused with form,
 then formless.
 re-formed
 reformed.  The clarinet can not reed
 these notes - of man, wood,
 wind and silence.  the brash of brash alludes, 
 but can not speak the tones of these lyrics.   The real music is always in the ideas, and while those feelings
 reverberate between the  gliss and snarl, atop the growl and groan,
 beside hum and wistful whistle - it is the music of the mind that endures.  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>tallahassee</title>
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		<description>draft</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Taxed</title>
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		<description>Charlie told me never to pity the poor only rich men really know about suffering   only those guys with $1000 suits and
 their leathery wives with brittle dyed hair   know that color matters and gray isn't an option.       The poor are distracted with polarbears and penguins and all that shit about the sea rising up to engulf their tiny little shacks. The god damned poor think it's tragic 
when the price of gas goes up a penny and feel nothing when the market crashes.        ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>the meaning of a college degree</title>
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		<description>draft</description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>upon cool green grass</title>
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		<description> i  pluck daisies like tomorrows 
 from a thin green calendar
 then each pale petal, 
 an idle hour, beautiful  and lost
 
 what a coward I am
 to see only the yellow center
 but never the sun  
Daisey </description>
		<dc:creator>anstey</dc:creator>
		<category>Cats with Opposed Thumbs, Chalices of Mucus, and Several other Oddities to Avoid Whilst Poeting</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 19:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>of obsidian, twilight, and june</title>
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		<description>tomorrow, i will gain the hourgathered from shrinking moments,tucked mindfully with notionsi've preened into souvenirs.

when midday unarms itself ofmornings hoarse edge,there will be no pleading burdento wage war against.

every delicate sigh of sufferingwill be passed over with thecandor of a kept tongue somy words may fall fertile.

held against this hour,the fervor eros confesseswill deliver glass from stone,humbling the length of a day</description>
		<dc:creator>Amanda Baker</dc:creator>
		<category>Sometimes...it just is</category>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 18:35:36 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>The Lilac Thief</title>
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		<description> I live in Belgrade, MT and my neighborhood has become a purple and white eden</description>
		<dc:creator>The Night Prophet</dc:creator>
		<category>The Night Prophet</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 03:19:14 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Twist in the Wind</title>
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		<description>I fell, broke my wrist I had surgery, and I was a dumbass for being on the ladder in the wind with no one holding it</description>
		<dc:creator>kzealy</dc:creator>
		<category>Only In The Eyes of the Beholder</category>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 19:51:19 GMT</pubDate>
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