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Buoy the population of the soul
Toward their destination before they drown
~ Robert Pinsky
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Tuesday, 17. April 2007

The Language - Robert Creeley



Locate I love you some- where in

teeth and eyes, bite it but

take care not to hurt, you want so

much so little. Words say everything.

I love you again,

then what is emptiness for. To

fill, fill. I heard words and words full of holes aching. Speech is a mouth.




Big Book Of Poetry

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Envoi



for N

Upon receipt of blue eyed affection, the stone-cactus man, who learned to survive on the bare minimum of things (books and oxygen) nearly shatters in delicious shock.

Somebody please caution the singing one not to touch him suddenly like this.

Note: Following music is on repeat




My Poems

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