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	<title>Week of 09/28/09</title>
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		<title>To criticise</title>
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		<description> 







No censure or unneeded praise

comes from a master, only roads

gone upwards.  A true guide will raise,

by coaxing or at times with goads,

the seeker to an equal plain

if such exists.  To crush does naught

but shrink the pool; small fish may gain

and yet that kind is always caught.

A poem only ends when we

decide to close our eyes; no page

holds everything there ought to be

if closed off minds will not engage. </description>
		<dc:creator>Leanne Hanson</dc:creator>
		<category>Having a moan</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 01:03:37 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Ngalyod Refracted</title>
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		<description> 







Long time past and yesterday

the sparrows brushed the sky away

with browning wings.  The summer arch

collapsed upon the bloody soil,

and old ones dug in deep.



The billabong has rippled long

beneath your limbs, red father.

You were young and slender 

when they walked

hide-sheltered feet deaf 

across her back.



I am new, old one

and white as ghost gum dreaming.

Sorry-specked and sunburnt,

one foot ochre yearning,

one far cloud seeking.



Long time come, you 

thunder to me

and rain-washed parrots build

you with their wings.

Blood, soil, summer sleep and 

rainbows:

Dream us one.  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Leanne Hanson</dc:creator>
		<category>Awaiting Sentence</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Nov 2009 21:53:33 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Dumb Show</title>
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		<description> It only happens in the movies-

a dying lover clasped upon expiry.

I spoof it up - an actress dies

on celluloid with such dramatic irony 



to make it false, aloof;

so if he must disclose her dying

I can disbelieve the proof,

I can carry on denying



the picture reel in my head,

its 2AM scene climactic, mounting

to farewell whispers on the bed,

surreal in his recounting.



No, no - not really matter-of-fact

as fantasy drama, unimaginable -

Did he rehearse this final act,

long expecting the inevitable?



And when does the ending end?

When he brushes aside her hair,

re-folds her arms, descends

the breathless, dream-like stair



to falter lines down the telephone.

Lights. Camera. Action - my outtake

plays for years after they're gone -

her hand in his - unreal, fake.





   ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>u668857</dc:creator>
		<category>The Personal Space of  U668857</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 08:51:52 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>8</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-11985-8</link>
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		<description> The day's firey vigor fades            
Down from something,                                                           
then everything at once. 
 
Eyes lift upon a sky                                                               
anxious and weary of  night,                                                    
Close within its somber... 
 
The road round and familiar                                                
curves out from under,                                                          
Falls each weighted dream. 
 
Circling back                                                                           
To where everything,                                                              
then nothing really matters. 
 
sinnaminsun 2009 </description>
		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun: 2009 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Oct 2009 15:00:42 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Tatjana</title>
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		<description>Diaphanous Heliotrope</description>
		<dc:creator>Mercieca, Andrew</dc:creator>
		<category>MosquitoBytes Volume 07: Irradiated mDNA Retrovirus - 2006</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 23:35:46 GMT</pubDate>
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		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
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		<title>Nefertiti</title>
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		<description>Diaphanous Heliotrope</description>
		<dc:creator>Mercieca, Andrew</dc:creator>
		<category>MosquitoBytes Volume 07: Irradiated mDNA Retrovirus - 2006</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 23:34:52 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Elvish Queen</title>
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		<description>Diaphanous Heliotrope</description>
		<dc:creator>Mercieca, Andrew</dc:creator>
		<category>MosquitoBytes Volume 07: Irradiated mDNA Retrovirus - 2006</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 23:32:43 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Imbibe</title>
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		<description>Diaphanous Heliotrope</description>
		<dc:creator>Mercieca, Andrew</dc:creator>
		<category>MosquitoBytes Volume 07: Irradiated mDNA Retrovirus - 2006</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 23:31:59 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Aria</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-11980-aria</link>
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		<description>Diaphanous Heliotrope</description>
		<dc:creator>Mercieca, Andrew</dc:creator>
		<category>MosquitoBytes Volume 07: Irradiated mDNA Retrovirus - 2006</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 23:31:03 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Cotton Candy</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-11979-cotton-candy</link>
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		<description>Diaphanous Heliotrope</description>
		<dc:creator>Mercieca, Andrew</dc:creator>
		<category>MosquitoBytes Volume 07: Irradiated mDNA Retrovirus - 2006</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 23:30:05 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Blessed Be</title>
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		<description>Diaphanous Heliotrope</description>
		<dc:creator>Mercieca, Andrew</dc:creator>
		<category>MosquitoBytes Volume 07: Irradiated mDNA Retrovirus - 2006</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 23:28:50 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>Apocrypha</title>
		<link>https://dev.shakespearesmonkeys.com/article-11977-apocrypha</link>
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		<description>Diaphanous Heliotrope</description>
		<dc:creator>Mercieca, Andrew</dc:creator>
		<category>MosquitoBytes Volume 07: Irradiated mDNA Retrovirus - 2006</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 23:27:47 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>because there are no answers</title>
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		<description> I've worn these suicides as bangles 

on thin wrists



and I cannot recall spring; 

fierce with birth-    



-fierce with unending



I am beaten to the soil

where my tongue is too afraid to venture



into the soft stray of a kiss;

sweet and earthy 

              punctuated



I ache for tulips or anything windswept;

certain of it's growth-



-and death. </description>
		<dc:creator> Amanda Baker</dc:creator>
		<category>Sometimes...it just is</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 23:25:28 GMT</pubDate>
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