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The Return of Poetry Friday?

O Me! O Life! Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring, Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish, Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more…



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Poetry Friday

THE SNOW FAIRY I Throughout the afternoon I watched them there, Snow-fairies falling, falling from the sky, Whirling fantastic in the misty air, Contending fierce for space supremacy. And they flew down a mightier force…


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Poetry Friday

WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN When she says margarita she means daiquiri. When she says quixotic she means mercurial. And when she says, “I’ll never speak to you again,” she means, “Put your arms…


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Poetry Friday

THE POEMS I HAVE NOT WRITTEN I’m so wildly unprolific, the poems I have not written would reach from here to the California coast if you laid them end to end. And if you stacked…


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Poetry Friday (but belated a day)

WINTER And the robin flew Into the air, the air, The white mist through; And small and rare The night-frost fell Into the calm and misty dell. And the dusk gathered low, And the silver…