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| 4371. | Days of Pie and Coffee by James Tate | | A motorist once said to me,
and this was in the country,
on a county lane, a motorist
slowed his vehicle as I was
walking my dear old collie,
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| 4372. | Shut Up And Eat Your Toad by James Tate | | The disorganization to which I currently belong
has skipped several meetings in a row
which is a pattern I find almost fatally attractive.
Down at ... |
| 4373. | The Lost Pilot by James Tate | | for my father, 1922-1944
Your face did not rot
like the others--the co-pilot,
for example, I saw him
yesterday. His face is corn-
mush: his w... |
| 4374. | Happy As The Day Is Long by James Tate | | I take the long walk up the staircase to my secret room.
Today's big news: they found Amelia Earhart's shoe, size 9.
1992: Charlie Christian is bebo... |
| 4375. | My Great Great Etc. Uncle Patrick Henry by James Tate | | There's a fortune to be made in just about everything
in this country, somebody's father had to invent
everything--baby food, tractors, rat poisonin... |
| 4377. | Non-Stop by James Tate | | It seemed as if the enormous journey
was finally approaching its conclusion.
From the window of the train
the last trees were dissipating,
a chil... |
| 4378. | I Am Going to Sleep by Alfonsina Storni | | Teeth of flowers, hairnet of dew,
hands of herbs, you, perfect wet nurse,
prepare the earthly sheets for me
and the down quilt of weeded moss.
I... |
| 4379. | Sleep Peacefully by Alfonsina Storni | | You said the word that enamors
My hearing. You already forgot. Good.
Sleep peacefully. Your face should
Be serene and beautiful at all hours.
Wh... |
| 4380. | By All Love's Soft, Yet Mighty Powers by John Wilmot | | By all love's soft, yet mighty powers,
It is a thing unfit,
That men should fuck in time of flowers,
Or when the smock's beshit.
Fair nasty nymp... |
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