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		<title>Poetry Friday</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Aug 2010 11:00:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>DESIGNER KISSES</p> <p>I&#8217;m glum about your sportive flesh in the empire of blab, and the latest guy running his trendy tongue like a tantalizing surge over your molars, how droll. Love by a graveyard is redundant, but the skin is an obstacle course like Miami where we are inescapably consigned: tourists keeping the views new. [...]]]></description>
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<p><em>I&#8217;m glum about your sportive flesh in the empire of blab,<br />
and the latest guy running his trendy tongue like a tantalizing surge<br />
over your molars, how droll. Love by a graveyard is redundant,<br />
but the skin is an obstacle course like Miami where we are<br />
inescapably consigned: tourists keeping the views new.<br />
What as yet we desire, our own fonts of adoration. By morning,<br />
we&#8217;re laid out like liquid timepieces, each other&#8217;s exercise in perpetual<br />
enchantment, for there is that beach in us that is untranslatable; footprints<br />
abound. I understand: you&#8217;re at a clothes rack at Saks<br />
lifting a white linen blouse at tear&#8217;s edge wondering.</em></p>
<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&#8212; From <a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0393070808/veluninc/"><em>Holding Company: Poems</em></a>, a new collection by Major Jackson, copyright @copy; 2010. Reprinted without permission.</p>
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		<title>Video Poetry (Life Edition)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 23:40:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>flahute</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p></p> <p>BRIGHT EYES &#8211; FIRST DAY OF MY LIFE</p> <p>This is the first day of my life Swear I was born right in the doorway I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed They&#8217;re spreading blankets on the beach</p> <p>Yours was the first face that I saw I think I was blind before I [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong><u>BRIGHT EYES &#8211; FIRST DAY OF MY LIFE</u></strong></p>
<p><strong><em>This is the first day of my life<br />
Swear I was born right in the doorway<br />
I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed<br />
They&#8217;re spreading blankets on the beach</p>
<p>Yours was the first face that I saw<br />
I think I was blind before I met you<br />
I don&#8217;t know where I am, I don&#8217;t know where I&#8217;ve been<br />
But I know where I want to go</p>
<p>So I thought I&#8217;d let you know<br />
That these things take forever, I especially am slow<br />
But I realized how I need you<br />
And I wondered if I could come home</p>
<p>I remember the time you drove all night<br />
Just to meet me in the morning<br />
And I thought it was strange, you said everything changed<br />
You felt as if you just woke up</p>
<p>And you said, this is the first day of my life<br />
Glad I didn&#8217;t die before I met you<br />
Now I don&#8217;t care, I could go anywhere with you<br />
And I&#8217;d probably be happy</p>
<p>So if you wanna be with me<br />
With these things there&#8217;s no telling, we&#8217;ll just have to wait and see<br />
But I&#8217;d rather be working for a paycheck<br />
Than waiting to win the lottery</p>
<p>Besides maybe this time it&#8217;s different<br />
I mean, I really think you like me</em></strong></p>
<p>Video directed by John Cameron Mitchell</p>
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