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    • Thomas Gorn

      NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 24: On Being Persuaded to Go to Church

      On Being Persuaded to Go to Church Standing in disbelief among old people of all ages, I listen with new ears to hymns long unheard: such sear of breathache as each psalm creeps under its heavy cross of commanded joy. — Thomas Gorn

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      • Carl Bettis

        NaPoWriMo 2022 day 24: Minimal Effort

        Minimal Effort Why try? — Carl Bettis

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        • Mort Duffy

          NaPoWriMo 2022 day 27: Heraclitus Slept

          Heraclitus Slept   Behind the walls is a room made of glass and in that room a ship too large to fit through the door (which is hardly wide enough to admit me), its planks draped with seaweed and dripping, and the streaked milkiness of the glass is an accretion of salt, it comes...

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          • Carl Bettis

            NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 28: Patriot Grief

            Patriot Grief Young people live in another country. They can't love her as we do, we the exiles in our uncomfortable lodgings. -- Carl Bettis

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            • Basil Cartryte

              NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 29: We Are All Extinct

              We Are All Extinct but Some of us Continue to Love our Ghosts I never thought about you until today. You invaded and invalidated a comforting calculation. Have I been human all along? — Basil Cartryte

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              • sylvester hobson

                napowrimo day 14: early spring's late fall

                early spring's late fall you gave me your love for gardens but not your knack. i always plant, snip or pull too soon and too late. over dirt clumps threaded with pale roots, over magnolia spatter and forsythia glow, snowflakes superfluously descend. — sylvester hobson

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                • sylvester hobson

                  common grackle sonnet

                  common grackle sonnet thank you, god, gods, chance, fate, whatever, for grackles that gather in the yard. no matter how many grackles gather, it’s surprising to see that number. in the yard, birch branches need to be gathered, i need to mow, but i’ve been invaded by gra...

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