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Let us now praise the donut that is glazed Its existence surely a quantum leap Pastry evolution crawled at a creep The shape, the hole, we were not yet amazed Icing ideas unthought never fazed Divine inspiration – baker asleep A sweet syrup dream to taste is to weep Let us now worship with coffee...
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“This Brown Paper Bag of Peaches” (“From Blossoms” by Li-Young Lee) Oh words words how they topple from the tonguesuch fun (like many things this tongue has done)Simple sound saves us is what poetry teacherFrom blossoms come this brown paper bag of peaches. From a rose is a rose to that boat you row rowTo...
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They were our first Gods With secret shame they breathed us Into a world of water sky Cain and Abel sacrifice Celebrated and disparaged They were our first Gods Prayers not meant to free...
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Thou Shalt Dance I walked a bridge – never meant to crossI couldn’t see that it would be any loss Climbed over the rail, the end of my arcReady to sail…then a voice from the dark “Really?” I wanted no witness, I hadn’t foreseen thisNone of his business, an inconvenience I did not move yet I longed...
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George Martin 1926-2016 Sir Saint Paul recalled, “He was like a second father.” A wonder to all it worked at all, it is as if God were Looking down on London and said “I need a gift for me.” Where else could this come from, this synchronicity? His background was in classical, he was tactful...
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Jack Yufe 1933-2015 What could the odds be? How could it be true? One brother a Nazi, the other a Jew? But that’s not even half of the tale of these kin: Oscar and Jack were identical twins Divorce brought diversity that most children lack, Oskar in Germany, Trinidad for Jack Jack was Jewish...
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Social Ease 1997-2015 You were always there for me You never let me guess I wasn’t always fair, you see I used you to impress Beautiful, bright, reliable as the kick that is champagne My social life was viable you made me witty and urbane I recall when you departed: in the middle of a...
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Hate – RIP – Zero to 2015 Remember when we thought the world was ending? Scores lay dead in Beirut and Paris We thought the wound was beyond our mending and no longer could we bear this We watched in cafes and kitchens, saying nothing new We wept, raged as wisdom walked away from view...