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		<title>Two Stanzas of an Incomplete Work</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Jul 2011 22:23:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I haven&#8217;t quite figured out what to do with these.  They&#8217;re two good little quatrains, but I don&#8217;t think either follows the other directly.  They don&#8217;t make up a full poem yet, to say the least. As adults we lose our sense of play, and as an &#8220;adult society&#8221;&#8211;that is, a society which has progressed [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thedisc.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5196065&amp;post=232&amp;subd=thedisc&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Gift of God Blues</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Jun 2011 21:46:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Gift of God Blues Music is a gift, babe, yeah music is a gift of God. Music is a gift, babe, oh yeah music is a gift of God. And more music from your ruby lips, well, babe, I think I&#8217;d rather not. Beauty is a gift, babe, yeah beauty is a gift of God. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thedisc.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5196065&amp;post=216&amp;subd=thedisc&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Kept Promises</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 18:32:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Kept Promises Ghastly crackles down below the wheels sliding up the gravel drive to the old house— the engine gives a little shake. Wrapped as if in snow by darkness and cool nebulae of dew I draw no more form than these pines I think, the weeds and the azaleas looming, mountains many miles north, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thedisc.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5196065&amp;post=210&amp;subd=thedisc&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Map Dreams</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 16 May 2009 14:37:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Here is a meditation on spring rain.  It isn&#8217;t quite W. C. Williams. Map Dreams Once rain falls for six days and no one on the city grid meets my eye or shakes my hand; they are hunched and I am hunched. We keep to our hoods and stooped shoulders, regard our toes; we are [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thedisc.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5196065&amp;post=201&amp;subd=thedisc&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>More Pop Lyrics</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2009 14:28:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Edward</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve updated the American Pop Lyrics page.  Lynyrd Skynyrd, Beyoncé, Sleater-Kinney and more!<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thedisc.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5196065&amp;post=199&amp;subd=thedisc&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Pop Music</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2009 05:29:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Edward</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[From the time when I was very young, nothing has ever stuck with me the way popular music has. Something about the bravado of its rhythms and attitudes has always struck me as a very playful and worthwhile approach to life. Good pop music lyrics manage to speak volumes much better than any actual musty [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thedisc.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5196065&amp;post=189&amp;subd=thedisc&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A Poem from California</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2009 17:58:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Edward</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[freckles]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[The title of this poem does not refer in any way to the novel by Kazuo Ishiguro, save that I read that book recently and found the phrase apt. I wrote it in direct sunlight on yellow paper, the sun being the measure of all things in California, the ultimate force of that place. Or, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thedisc.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5196065&amp;post=171&amp;subd=thedisc&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Trainyard in Morning</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2009 13:41:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Edward</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It is possible to start at the end of the poem, then discover a beginning, then pencil in the in-between.  I wrote this piece in felt-tip and ballpoint around the edges of the front and back covers of CityPaper, the one with the cover story &#8220;Olney the Lonely.&#8221; Trainyard in Morning A hundred dummy cans [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thedisc.wordpress.com&amp;blog=5196065&amp;post=165&amp;subd=thedisc&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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