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Saturday, December 26, 2009

Writer at Christmas

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091225

DENTAL FLAWS

Hot and cold,
sweets (like cake)—
these things cause
my tooth to ache.

Though I beg
the pain to slake,
eyes and jaws
and cheeks partake.


091224

VERSE-ATILE

What shall we make a poem of—
a feather or a father?
A roux or kangaroo?

What shall we make a poem of?
Anything will do.


091223

DECEMBER 23

We're two days shy of Christmas,
said Adam, and—I believe—
that means tonight is Christmas
eve eve, Eve.


091222

WRITING
ASSIGNMENT

Others build
or grow
or fix.

Others mother.
I do this.



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