And with Yeats you lean against a broken pear tree,the day hooded by low clouds.
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The sunlight flashes off your windshield,and when I look up into the small, posted mirror,I watch you diminish--my echo, my twin--and vanish around a curve in this whipof a road we can't help traveling together.William Collins
But tomorrow, dawn will come the way I picture her,barefoot and disheveled, standing outside my windowin one of the fragile cotton dresses of the poor.She will look in at me with her thin arms extended,offering a handful of birdsong and a small cup of light.
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Here's to the wind blowing against this lighted houseand to the vast, windless spaces between the stars.
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I think humor is a very serious thing. I use it as a way of weakening the reader's defenses so that I can more easily take him to something more.
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I would go into the kitchen for coffeeand on the way back to the page,curled in its roller,I would light one up and feelits dry rush mix with the dark taste of coffee.
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Then there were the wits,using their last breath to exhale a line,a devastating capper, as if the worldwere simply a large gallery buzzing with people,and now it was time to throw on a long scarfand make an exit, leavingit to someone else to close the doo
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