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Poems are arranged alphabetically across five pages by first line or title:
A-F H-I L-Q R-T W-Y
The river tore
The road was long
The sea is
Sleep-encrusted;
So sweet,
Speak ...
Summer Leaves, Autumn Leaves (Berkeley)
Thank you
There is life
Thunderstorm
Today,
To the muse who sits daunting on my brain
The Tryst

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So sweet,
an angel
called to me
this morning softly,
sometime
saying ...
... one man's dream
is another man's paradise
one life is all we have.
before the next one
and these are our spaces
to move in
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The Tryst
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I will
wait
for You
by the valley
of the intangible
river
where I will be
sleeping
near the cleft
of the
vine ...
should You
come
My Lord
while I am
away
only wait
for me
another day ...
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