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<title>Shifty Skating On a Smooth Sheet of Slippery Ice</title>
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<description><![CDATA[On a vapid pond beneath a windswept ashen sky, with head tilted downward and abdomen bending forward, an athletic body is propelled on with thick thrusting thighs and hard pumping calves, like a whistling bobsled with sharpened blades cutting ever so deeply into a thinly made sheet of oscillating ice. Risky business you might say, But he has done it more than just a few times before; Yet always during the onset of the season's most calculated breeze; But explaining it is no easy matter; Stilting fate might be an obvious reason to rationalize the perpetration of these...]]></description>
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<title>Worshiping a Woman With Long Blonde Hair</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2012 11:29:20 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[In a white sky on a wintry day there are curls of gold and strands of light. Imagining the sun I look to her ear. Desperately hoping that the night will come I look into her eyes and see the treasure that is buried there. Because this is not a poem about love for Jesus. Nor is it a reference to the Nordic gods.]]></description>
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<title>For Qiu Chuji - A Poem</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 06 Feb 2012 20:41:25 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[High in the Himalayas on the Afghan, Pakistan border somewhere near the majestic mountain range at Hindu Kush, you traveled to meet the Royal Khan. And with a philosopher's stone in hand, and an enormous task in mind you were summoned to unravel the great mysteries of the eternal principles of the storied nature of everlasting life.]]></description>
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<title>A Sad Ballad For a Lowly Worm</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2012 10:56:18 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[If you let them destroy you, they surely will. No man would want to be a lowly worm. The unmerciful attack is both unforgiving and forlorn. And it is a reality that is so hard to escape. Because Diablo can't miss your gaping wounds. Nor would he want to if he could. Your injuries are chickens blood. And of course, it's the kind of stuff that he always feeds upon.]]></description>
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<title>For Giovanni Da Pian Del Carpine - A Poem</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2012 09:44:44 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[In medieval mind to see your face, weathered, gaunt and tired. The journey arduous and crushing to the bone. Summoned by Innocent IV as a means to subdue the "Golden Horde". Yet the cross that you would carry would remain unknown. With the support of Francis and Slovenian Christendom at Kiev. ]]></description>
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<title>Laughing At a Magic Sponge</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 07:36:24 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[It is certainly true that any reference to magic would likely raise my suspicion. But when I think of the magic sponge I can only begin to chuckle and grin.]]></description>
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<title>Long Before Rigor Mortis Sets In</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2012 12:58:56 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Some people have the knack for commiserating with the dead. But I consider such behavior to be a woeful mistake, indeed. Collaborating with the ministers of doom could only lead to a tragic fate. I can only say that it behooves you to do all that you can. Stand-up straight, shake your stick and raise your pole to the wind.]]></description>
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<title>Afghan Poppy Makes Me Rock</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 09 Jan 2012 15:29:08 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[I know what you're thinking but you've got it wrong once again. It's not a spice. Nor is it a perfume. You don't put it on your tongue, snort it in your nose or shoot it in your vein. For me, it's all about color. And I like the orange kind.]]></description>
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<title>Ding Dong the Witch Is Dead (Hearing Joyful Responses In a Land of Little People)</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2012 08:30:24 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[The sound of happiness is hard to describe but I know that you would hear it if you could. So the latest round of events probably didn't take you by surprise. Actually, I have heard that the whole world is just waiting for the reaction. And in this particular case there was no cause for consternation. There was no curveball to the plate.]]></description>
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<title>Recovering From the Violent Effects of A Devastating Tropical Storm</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2012 11:15:43 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[It may sound preposterous but we all know that you can do it if you try. Immersing yourself in the painful realities of a baneful existence may only accentuate the obvious. Isn't it far better to divorce yourself from the inescapable facts? But my words always seem to fail me whenever I tread upon an untrodden path. So keep in mind that the quandary that you may find yourself in, is not a Gordian Knot. Nor is it a simple case of misguided oriental metaphysics. So remove...]]></description>
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<title>Slipping to the Bottom of the Sea</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2011 12:55:16 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Jumping from the decrepit wooden clapboards of an old rickety wharf may not be the way most people would choose to dive. But here I am with my toes extending forward, with my weight leaning backward, and the gravity of my tall black measurement evenly distributed upon the balls of my own two feet. But who knows? A dark plunge...]]></description>
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<title>A Good Argument for Soda Pop</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 21 Dec 2011 11:35:30 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Effervescence is the word. And whether it comes from a bottle, glass or can, the perfect blend of sugar, syrup, water and carbonation is likely to do the trick. So don't be discouraged by efforts to hide the taste or spurious attempts to spike the juice. Efforts to remain true to the recipe will elicit their own respective advantageous rewards. So isn't it time that you came back to the source?]]></description>
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<title>Delirium Tremens</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 19 Dec 2011 15:13:48 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[In a lightning flash I saw her peaking through the hue. With red flowing hair, sumptuous breasts and a devilish pout I pulled back the blinds before I decided to take another look But it was here that I began to be overpowered by a fast flowing stream. The sound of the water made me think about the truth. And the salt in the sea air almost drove me insane. My whereabouts were uncertain and my mind began to shift. Exultation...]]></description>
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<title>A Deadly Message From the Jagged Edge of a Bloody Barroom Bottle (An Ode to Jaco Pastorius)</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2011 11:05:01 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Apollo ain't got nothin' on this cat. As a Herculean figure, a master musician and a titan for the moon, nobody imagined that it could ever happen. But just when the cat began to lose a grip and the shine took hold of the strip, a toothless barbarian took the life of a magical force.]]></description>
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<title>Pink Elephants, Blue Saloons</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 12:00:22 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[I hate to begin with a cold nasty scheme, but sometimes there is no other way for me to go. Yet somehow, somewhere and in your own special way, all of this may soon turn out to be both sad and true. So it might be better to discard a sterile unforgiving reality for a more benign, less hostile and fertile one. But if this does in fact share some sort of tangible truth....]]></description>
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<title>Swigging Rockgut at the Beach</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2011 11:13:36 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[With my face in the wind, and an incalculable sneer on the facade of an inexhaustible irreversible train, I have decided to bring back the hungry ghost, and let that aimless palate full of palatial fluid flow just one more time again. Clear and colorless...]]></description>
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<title>On a Cold Wintry Night: Raw Feckless Emotion and An Unresponsive, Unrequited Love</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 16 Nov 2011 09:27:55 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[With a collar cast upward to the wind and a smirk upon his rugged, rough-hewn face, it has been far too long to even begin to think of her deep blue eyes, or the sad grimace that has never seemed to leave a lasting trace. But that is the way it goes, when the real stars shine in heaven and a ghostly fire leaves ashen embers that could infiltrate the musty earth bound air. So think...]]></description>
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<title>Psychogenic Fugue</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2011 11:45:16 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[When the dawn has come and my eyelids have already begun to be split in two, I have started to think that maybe there is no other way to lift this lonely hatchet and bring myself back to you. But it is within this darkness that I have chosen to live my incredibly tragic life. So is there anyone else that I can even begin to come to blame?]]></description>
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<title>Harry Houdini (And the Great Escape)</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2011 11:08:08 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Life as an iconic metaphor could certainly be considered the ultimate measure of success. Shackled by his hands and feet he is dropped far below the ocean waves. In a glass cage life flashes before his very eyes. People stare and wonder why. What are the risks and what are they for?]]></description>
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<title>Animal Crackers (Or Cosmic Calamities, a Colourful Man, a Curious Mouth and a Cantankerous Kid)</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2011 09:52:51 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Good golly gosh, In a clourful haze I lift my sterling head but how could this have happened to anyone but me? Somehow it seems to be nineteen thirty-three. I can hear her singing as a delightful piano plays along, and a big fat woman tramples down the spiraling embankment of a long line of truculent stairs.]]></description>
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<title>Real Fine Letters</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2011 16:19:43 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[With various sizes and shapes, they seldom have meaning when they stand on their own. Of course it is the sequence that provides context, texture and character.]]></description>
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<title>Japanese Calligraphy (Remembering a Giant Ocean Wave With Black Ink on a White Page)</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 15:46:24 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[With bold black strokes, the wet paint will flow like briolette gems that fall upon my pillow. But it is the precious contact that matters, as the sparkling acrylic produces tiny little pools that form upon my parchment page. The collision....]]></description>
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<title>Alphabet Soup</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:43:42 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[For many years I probably failed to look down. Nonetheless they were always there. Circling at the surface of my tasty soup...]]></description>
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<title>Real Love for My Dark Sweet Lady</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 15:13:58 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[In the end it may be just too hard to understand but you will know when it finally hits. Thunder will strike and lightning will appear. But I would prefer to disparage the strength and force of my adversaries first attack. Yet it rings in my stomach and envelopes my throat. And my natural state of being has been transformed into one of absolute selflessness]]></description>
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<title>No More Porcelain Cream</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 26 Sep 2011 15:28:03 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Of course she knows that vanity is hardly an admirable trait. Afterall she never had any respect for Dorian Gray. And sometimes it is just so hard to accept. But time will surely cut to the core, furrowed lines and sagging jowls, bloated cheeks and plastered streaks. Certainly...]]></description>
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<title>Packing Slippery and Sliding Mud in the Trenchant Walls of My Old Adobe Hut</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2011 08:58:46 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Let them be modern if they wish. But here I sit packing slippery and sliding mud in the trenchant walls of my old adobe hut. On the border in a land not so far from Santa Fe....]]></description>
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<title>Nix That Catapult Joint (Rocket Man Ricky and the Massive Inter-Galactic Pre-Emptive Strike)</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 09 Sep 2011 15:58:02 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Being a spaceman is no easy task. So Ricky's classmates had always wondered why he had such difficulty staying here on earth. But perhaps it should not be so difficult to understand. Ricky's great grandparents had been an essential part of the colonization of Mars that began in 3,045. And his Uncle Richard had been a member of the first expedition that led to the exploration of Pluto in 3062. So living...]]></description>
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<title>A Small Glittering Light</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2011 11:33:11 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[With red ruby slippers upon her tiny delicate feet, she often takes the golden road, searching for a suitable partner and a good place to eat. With eyes that shine and a heart filled with everlasting cheer, her rosy cheeks frame her sweet pretty face, as black mascara, false eyelashes and crimson bloodstained rouge fall beneath her disconsolate infinite spate. But whoever said it would be easy....]]></description>
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<title>Foreign Blueberries</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 24 Aug 2011 13:18:11 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Don't be timid and don't be shy. Foreign blueberries are good for you. Pick them from a bush. Put them in a bag. Roll them across your tongue and feel free to remove them from your cold grubby hands. But if you should choose to take them from the till, I suggest that you keep them dangling forever from your delightful little itty-bitty blue velvet stash.]]></description>
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<title>Scotch the Albatross</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2011 12:46:52 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Before it is much too late. Insert a penknife just below the clavicle and near the shoulder blade. Twist it round until she begins to scream and squirm. Pull it down...]]></description>
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<title>Shalom Alechem</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 09 Aug 2011 08:05:34 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[My darling brother, why have you forsaken me so? Your efforts to demean and degrade are such a telling tale. But the pain that I feel is for you not for me.]]></description>
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<title>Astral Sparks From a Ukrainian Molfar</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2011 14:23:34 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[From a prisoner's bunk high above heaven and somewhere near a forgotten pool hustler's dream. No Jew's harp, no tawny horse and no breadcrumbs for my stream. Only...]]></description>
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<title>The Skeleton and the Veil</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 19 Jul 2011 14:52:24 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Let the blind have sight. And may the sighted learn to be blind. For the world is full of contradictions. And it may not always be for us to understand. For a blind man has come...]]></description>
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<title>The First Congo War</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 16:27:00 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Perhaps it is only a function of a weak and feeble mind that we may often attempt to integrate a single horrific event from a historical mishmash of individual tales of epic proportion. And deep in the heart of the Congo we might find the greatest example. It is Hundu against Tutsi...]]></description>
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<title>The Devil Is in the Detail</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 13 Jun 2011 15:36:03 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Oh, come on now! Just what could you possibly expect? This is only the beginning. And the dreaded onslaught has yet to fully arrive. So it is best that you begin to protect your own precious self. Psychological warfare will soon prove to be an arduous task. You must...]]></description>
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<title>Living the Life of a Tropical Fish</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 23 May 2011 08:47:06 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Be prepared! Warm currents are now just beginning to emerge. So if you feel the need to shed those winter clothes, please feel free to do. New days are upon us. And the time may soon be right to have yet another drink. And please be advised that on the west coast of Gibraltar there is a silly little girl.]]></description>
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<title>Pablo Fanque's Fair (A Seminal Phrase in Being for the Benefit of Mr Kite)</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 04 May 2011 15:50:57 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA["Pablo Fanques Fair", good heavens, just what does it mean? If you have had the good fortune to trip across this phrase on more than a few occasions over the last few decades, I would only conclude that you are one of the lucky ones. Certainly Winston O'Boogie had his flashes of poetic brilliance...]]></description>
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<title>Chicanery, Bufoonery and Other Forms of Despicable Trickery: Modern Science As a Sacred Cow</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2011 13:26:03 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Before you teeter, tilt or toss you better be damn sure that you are riding on very solid ground. The laws of physics....]]></description>
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<title>Plastic People of the Universe</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 12 Apr 2011 10:38:54 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Pegged, pitched, flinged and flung, plastic people may be cast into a variety of sizes and shapes. In an underground polymer shack, the sorry wizard...]]></description>
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<title>Vaclav Havel (And Charter Seventy-Seven)</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 05 Apr 2011 09:10:35 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[While it is indeed true that lesser souls may have been more likely to have been pummeled into their own form of involuntary servitude. Dictatorial tyranny certainly has it's limits. Noble men and women...]]></description>
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<title>Historical Minutiae and the Evolution of the Human Will</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2011 12:55:22 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Only a madman has the audacity to suggest that a sane man has the ability to say why people choose to do what they really want to do. Yet in my lonely hour of need...]]></description>
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<title>The Revolutionary Writing of Leon Trotsky</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2011 11:29:06 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Any good soldier, no matter how misguided they may be, will ultimately believe that the end may somehow come to justify the means. And in the case of Leon Trotsky, we have such a tragic tale.]]></description>
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<title>A Land of Castles and Kings (A Poem for Bedrich Smetana)</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 01 Mar 2011 08:38:25 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[In Praha you can often hear it in the wind. Mysterious voices speaking in an arcane Slavic tongue. Divine exhortations of the spirit world.]]></description>
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<title>Listening to the Roma Cry</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 21 Feb 2011 14:01:55 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[When the future looks dubious, your fate is in question and you have no place left to go. Set up your ouija board. Pull out your tarot cards. And look directly into your crystal ball. Do not worry...]]></description>
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<title>Epicurus (And the Good Life)</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2011 10:27:48 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Perhaps Epicurus had it right. A life surrounded by friends, ample amounts of warm sensuous pleasure and rich lurid reflections of carnal experience may be the essential ingredients for the good life. So perhaps the ascetics had it all wrong.]]></description>
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<title>Drinking From a Magic Cup</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 04 Feb 2011 16:01:42 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Oh Lord! Let me drink from your magic cup for I am far too young to die. It is the dead of winter...]]></description>
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<title>Sleeping in a Twenty-Four Hour Non-Stop Herna Bar</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2011 11:47:16 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[With my luggage beneath my feet not far from Husova Street, I sit slouched in my chair with my hard head perched upon an unsightly red feather pillow. Slot machines ring, five card stud, black jack and Russian roulette...]]></description>
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<title>A Doctor's Fetish</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2011 15:05:32 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Good Lord! Whenever I begin to think about it, I can hardly believe that all of this has finally turned out to be true.]]></description>
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<title>A Proper Spanking</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 13 Jan 2011 15:18:19 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[On a hot summer night with hands upon knees, back tilted forward and bare buttocks protruding My lovely old lady...]]></description>
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<title>Not Knowing the Circumstance of Your Birth (A Tragic Tale of Pain, Collusion, Deceit and Woe)</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 10 Jan 2011 15:48:07 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[A pregnant teen? A sordid affair? Or a tragic death? Abandoned at birth but you don't know why.]]></description>
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<title>That Conspicuous Crutch (And the Great Mystery of It All)</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 03 Jan 2011 10:11:48 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Once upon a time in a land not so far from here, a skinned knee, black eye, broken nose and fractured hip. Yet somehow you managed to recover. And as the years...]]></description>
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<title>Flesh and Bone</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2010 07:56:49 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Over rivers, mountains and streams, It often extends far beyond the distance of an immaculate heart. Soft and supple it can take you to a place where you might not really want to go.]]></description>
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<title>Important Lessons</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2010 13:29:34 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Read a book. Open a mind. Teach a child to read. For heavens' sake, is there anything better that you can do?]]></description>
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<title>The Beekeeper</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 22 Nov 2010 11:56:02 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[In a delirious state, a beleaguered poet writes. 'Stained glass, burning coal, torn petals...]]></description>
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<title>Experiencing the Dictates of My Lover's Will on a Cold Dreary Day</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 04 Nov 2010 15:35:35 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Peculiar? Absurd? Ludicrous? You can be the judge.]]></description>
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<title>Mindless Jealousy (Or the Ugly Ballad of an Ordinary Man)</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 22 Oct 2010 16:12:40 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Go ahead. Do it! Spit on my land. Do you think it makes any difference to me at all? You know nothing...]]></description>
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<title>On a Wayward Road, I Will Follow</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 07 Oct 2010 14:49:41 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Be brave my son / For courage is not for cowards / On the path that you have taken, you will encounter both good and bad / And sometimes it is difficult to determine which is greater / But this is of course a concern...]]></description>
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<title>Life in a Russian Gulag</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 30 Sep 2010 08:10:59 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Above all else we must learn to love the state. If we are not brothers, just tell me kind sir or madam, just who do we pretend to be? Each day I do my work. And no longer am I a rich man's slave. The Soviet system is such...]]></description>
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<title>Hunky Dory</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 09 Sep 2010 09:46:46 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[For goodness sake Don't worry. You've got the the green light! Take it for all it's worth. There is no time to hesitate... And soon your life could be through... So grab it by the horns And run it to the ground...]]></description>
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<title>If You Didn't Do It, It Wouldn't Have Happened</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 02 Sep 2010 19:04:10 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Come now, my foolish one If you didn't do it of course, it wouldn't have happened. So who can you really blame? It's time to sit-up straight Face the music and be an honest man Just how long can you sit and smirk. Wipe that silly smile right off your face. For I know how to bring you to terms. When I think of what you have done I still can't believe it. How could I have been so wrong? ]]></description>
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<title>Pelle's Apparition</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 30 Aug 2010 11:21:53 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Far from a Baltic wind, in a slender cove. A fine young man releases his heart and finds a beautiful young maiden with curls that flow beyond her back and breast. Well below a furtive cloud. It is Christmas in the rain in Kaliningrad, and feint memories of a Nordic feast embellish the mind of a man...]]></description>
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<title>Pickled Herring and Bootleg Liquor</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 16 Aug 2010 14:52:14 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[My eyes are bleary and my heart is heavy. Tell me how, yes, tell me how!]]></description>
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<title>Cool Air, Hard Rain (A Respite From the Heat)</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2010 13:58:32 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[In a torrential rain far below a spiraling turnpike In an ordinary joint; I sip a local brew It is a concrete jungle in "Radburana"" Humid air and polluted skies hang heavy in this rabid part of old Siam So cool air and hard rain may be a welcome blessing. As the scent of pungent piss lingers in almost every nook and cranny...]]></description>
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<title>Frightening Cries</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 27 Jul 2010 11:16:01 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[It has been many years since I first heard him cry. To my surprise, it often started with a whimper.]]></description>
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<title>A Lovely Little Village</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 12 Jul 2010 10:28:25 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Perhaps this is the way it is supposed to be. At the break of dawn little children wake... ]]></description>
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<title>God Damn! The Magical Realm of Fat Cats and Piranha's</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 06 Jul 2010 10:41:37 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[As I sit pickled in my lovely pink canoe it is hard not to realize that Fat Cats are abundant and Piranha's are circling my sordid sinking ship. Of course paradise is bliss.]]></description>
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<title>If You're Not at the Table You Might Be on the Menu</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 28 Jun 2010 09:44:17 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Certainly life has it's privilege And not everyone is invited to the ball. Cinderella had a wicked Stepmother and Snow White was surrounded by dwarves Leucippides had immortality, and Seilenos a large cask of wine So don't you think it is about time you are given what you are really due? ]]></description>
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<title>The Raging Thoughts of a Hungry Ghost</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jun 2010 11:50:17 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Beware, Beware! During the seventh month emaciated ghosts may enter a new realm of serious import.]]></description>
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<title>Smoked Tuna</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jun 2010 11:51:22 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Far below a magic wood; beneath euchalptus trees and enchanted honey. It is the land that my lovely lass had once loved to skive Home to flying mackerel and harmless carp. It is the place where hopeless tuna cease to grow Born in a milky crevice, the place where octopi lose their grip. It is the spot where little fish pop and big one's quiver Tired and limp, it doesn't really matter what my girlfriend says For men must be men and it doesn't really matter what she might say. Inward...]]></description>
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<title>Lost at Sea (A Divine Revelation)</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 07 Jun 2010 16:52:02 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Gliding on a rickety skiff with headwinds blowin' south; I look to my right and see that she's not there - Alone on a sunny day I wait for the sky to fall. It has been three long days since I tasted her lips and longer since I could feel at home Dark clouds are looming ahead and I haven't seen my son for more than a year. ]]></description>
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<title>Beautiful Smiles</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 22:08:22 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Every time I see your lips and the beauty of your brown skin. I see a sparkling look in your eyes that makes me feel alright.]]></description>
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<title>Hurd Banned in China - Mongolian Rock in a World Context</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 24 May 2010 13:53:34 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[During the last half of the 20th century rock music became an inseparable part of the vast popular culture in the English speaking world. Lyrics like " I hope I die before I get old" from Pete Townshend's: My Generation, "Then you better start swimmin or you'll sink like a stone" from Bob Dylan's: The Times They are a Changin" and "Old man take a look at yourself I'm a lot like you were" from Neil Young's classic: Old Man, became part of the reservoir of popular culture that flowed through the minds of a large number of people both young and old.]]></description>
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<title>Mumbo Jumbo</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 26 Apr 2010 10:21:16 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[You say my rent is late; Mumbo Jumbo is no ordinary word You say my hair looks great; Mumbo Jumbo is no ordinary word But every time I speak you say it sounds like Greek God damn! I ain't no freak And Lord God Why is it so easy for you to turn your pretty head Wouldn't it be better if we both talked instead? But of course that would be too difficult for you.]]></description>
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<title>Heebie Jeebie (An Unthinkable Thought)</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 19 Apr 2010 10:16:26 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[For many people Heebie Jeebie may sound like an interesting term. The origin of the word may however, prove to be as interesting as it's resonating ring.]]></description>
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<title>Beyond a Bloody Beach (My Poem For Joseph Kony)</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2010 13:27:05 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[In Brazzaville Congo three hundred and fifty people were found missing In a case that should have been settled long ago Just how long will we let our people cry? In a land ravaged by Kony and his henchmen Just when will our tears cease to flow Child soldiers and sex slaves Slaughtering the people of Northern Uganda's innocent spirit Lord God what have you done? ]]></description>
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<title>My Last Leap - An Ode to Tuli Kupferberg</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 08 Apr 2010 13:19:03 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[In regard to my poem, I first came across Tuli Kupferberg's golden voice while listening to his underground rock band, The Fugs. The Fugs are without a doubt, one of the most unusual acts that I have ever seen.
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<title>Turn Up the Waterworks, Baby - Love Can't Do Me No Harm</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 26 Mar 2010 09:48:39 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Step into my house honey babe and let go of those big ole baby blues Yeah, step into my house honey babe and let go of those big ole baby blues. Every time I hear ya wailin' hon it tells me that I have yet to pay my union dues.]]></description>
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<title>A Poem For Frank O'Hara</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 15 Mar 2010 11:19:01 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[It's hard to imagine what Frank O'Hara has to do with me. Or how Kao San Road could be related to Times Square. Yet here I sit sipping a spicy ginger beer.]]></description>
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<title>&quot;Hanging From a Highwire&quot; (An Acrobat) - In Memory of Lawrence Ferlinghetti</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 15 Feb 2010 11:32:24 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Hanging from a highwire with no noose round my neck. I hear the sound of a sacred cow pulling at my long silk satin dress Five fingers singing sadly...]]></description>
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<title>On the Cusp of Reality, Wallowing, Retching and Writhing in Pain - A Tribute to Kenneth Patchen</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jan 2010 13:38:06 -0600</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[From the burning fire in James Heaton's scouring furnace. To the lies of a demoralized deacon. Searching for consolation in the breakneck speed of the chocolate covered hills; One step into the concentrated abyss of a paltry pelican moving at the rate of a Slovenian Tsi Tsi Fly...]]></description>
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<title>A Killer Tsunami Wave</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 08:04:34 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Perhaps one of the most liberating aspects of English poetry is the freedom to be caught in the rapture and rhythm of the written word. In this particular case, my poem, " A Killer Tsunami Wave" may illustrate how an ordinary poet may allow himself to fathom the depths of human despair before offering a special solution to a very serious human problem.]]></description>
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<title>Good God Almighty! A Cool Cat Singin' Scat</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 11:13:10 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[In simple terms, scat singing is a form of vocalization whereby unique utterances approximate the sound of ordinary words. In this way, new sounds allow the singer to create a new language that may forge a favorable impression upon the listener's ear. In other words, a good scat may allow a talented vocalist to convey special meaning when ordinary words would surely fail. ]]></description>
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<title>The Secret Life of Harry Jones (My Poem For Lisa)</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 15:37:36 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[When we consider this salubrious poem, it is arguable that no name may be more suitable for our two fisted, stout hearted, drag queen than "Harry Jones". This name however, certainly has a history of its own.]]></description>
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<title>Hey, Brother, Can You Spare a Dime? An Ode to Langston Hughes</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2009 16:00:52 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[This poem was written upon reflecting upon the poetry of Langston Hughes. The content however emanates from my own personal experiences and my love for Langston's work.]]></description>
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<title>So Blue, So Cool (A Poem About Miles Davis)</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 14:08:34 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Perhaps it is trite or commonplace to announce that listening to music can be an exhilarating experience. Yet it is certainly true that many lovers of Jazz cannot contain their excitement when they speak of the music of Miles Davis.]]></description>
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<title>A Poem For Denise Levertov</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2009 13:18:14 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Denise Levertov is a British born American poet who wrote with tremendous creativity and skill. Above all else, her words were often used to describe a range of subjects that include ethereal descriptions of the material world as well as the transformation of the human soul.]]></description>
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<title>Bang, Bang, Bang - In Memory of Lew Welch</title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 09:09:53 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Lew Welch was born August 16, 1926 in Phoenix Arizona. As a Beat Generation poet Welch made his mark with poetry that was incisive and sparse. He often created images in which the superfluous reality of daily existence was cut down and stripped. As a result, his poems were often iconic penetrating and raw. In an event that may be considered quite ominous.]]></description>
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<title>A Child of the Streets - A Tribute to Gregory Corso</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 12:52:51 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[It is a magic medicine hat enshrouded by the briolette tears of what may on an inclement day be coolly cast asunder, by nothing but a big hungry English eel pie. On the eve of a cold steely blue night it is regrettable that so many of us, would rather pass it far beneath our dirty sheets. But above all else, it is a grey mushroom cloud only made complete with the blood and vinegar of a dark alabaster hue!]]></description>
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<title>A Seriously Funny Business - Russian Clowns Revel in New Year's Eve Tomfoolery</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 15:17:07 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[The Moscow State Circus Show, named New Year's Eve, headed by clown Kamardin's performance recently completed a series of performances in Ulaanbaatar that extended through December 31, 2004. While the Russian clown was the star attraction, the local Mongolian performers were more than able to show off some dazzling razzmatazz ... ( This article was first published in the UB Post on January 6, 2005)]]></description>
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<title>Feeding the Hungry - Nourishing the Soul</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2009 09:15:15 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[It is indeed true that many of us may spend our entire lives searching for a religion, philosophy or spiritual leader to guide us upon our lifelong journey. Yet few people realize that the answer to many of the questions that challenge us, could be quite so simple.    For Les Stott, for example, the decision to open Kampuchea House became an answer to a question that would change his life forever.]]></description>
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<title>Miracle Ice Cream Meets the Milkman - An Ode to Adrienne Rich</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 10:50:49 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[During the twentieth century one of the most influential poets is no doubt, Adrienne Rich. As a write of considerable breath and scope, Rich became a recognized poet at the tender age ...]]></description>
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<title>Utterly Wasted</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2009 09:40:19 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Despite a comparatively high rate of HIV infections and noticeable cases of full blown AIDS, it would appear that effective educational programs have reduced the incidence of this virus and disease. According to a recent survey conducted in 2007 and 2008, Cambodia's population was approximately 14,656,000. The number of people living with HIV/AIDS was about 75,000. It was reported that 20,000 people living with HIV/AIDS were women fifteen years old and older. About 4,400 children were HIV positive or had AIDS.]]></description>
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<title>Eating Blue Burgers at the Ivy Bar and Grille</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 13:56:53 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[It is interesting to discover that the term "utopia", derived from ancient Greek, first appeared in the English language with the publication of Sir Thomas More's book of the same name written in 1516. More's "Utopia" is a fascinating novel that describes a perfect sociopolitical system. And while subsequent notions of paradise ...]]></description>
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<title>The Addict</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2009 13:27:04 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[As we begin to read "The Addict" one might begin to ask what is the real function and purpose of poetry. Some people may argue it is to entertain. Other people may say it is to educate. And still others may argue that it is to edify. In "The Addict" ...]]></description>
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<title>The Terrace of the Elephant King</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 07:40:20 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[For those of you who may be unfamiliar with him, "Ganesha" is a pre-Angkhorian Hindu deity that is well known to countless people across the globe. "Ganesha" is truly an unforgettable image. He appears as a pot bellied man with an elephants head that is placed upon his shoulders. According to Hindu folklore ...]]></description>
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<title>Bangkok Blues (Gerry's Haiku)</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 20 Apr 2009 14:37:09 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Within this urban melange are groups of people that consist of Thai, Indian, Chinese and people from a variety of western countries. Many long time residents claim that this unique blend of urban city dwellers provide the metropolitan area with a unique character that is like no other. Critics however, claim ....]]></description>
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<title>Ta Som (A Prayer)</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2009 10:01:29 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Ta Som is a diminutive structure that was built during the 12th century A.D. It was constructed as part of a widespread initiative sponsored by King Jayavarman VII to enhance the importance of the Dharma among the local people. Some historians also believe that the temple had once served as a hospital to cure the sick.]]></description>
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<title>Banteay Srei (A Temple)</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2009 10:38:02 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[The distinct advantage of this art form is that each segment of the work may be viewed from a distinct vantage point. Such a process provides depth and perspective to an object that may have  been observed from only one point of view during the immediate past. In the world of poetry this radical art form ...]]></description>
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<title>The Terrace of the Leper King</title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 02 Apr 2009 15:44:40 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[As I think about my own work, I would have to say that the ""Terrace of the Leper King"" is a commentary on what continues to be the morbid side of the human character. As I think about it, I come to realize that I am fascinated and abhorred by man's inability to quell his insatiable need for death and depravity. Quite curiously...]]></description>
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<title>Sleeping Under a Mosquito Net  (Now I Know There Must Be a God)</title>
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<pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2009 12:07:31 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[On the surface, this work may appear to be a straightforward form of poetic prose. Sometimes however ... things are not always as they seem. This story describes the absolute poverty of a young girl living in a downtrodden little village somewhere in the third world. In fact, she is so poor that both she and her mother cannot afford to pay for mosquito nets to protect themselves from the pesky parasites that feast upon their flesh. Ultimately however, the girl meets up with a Christian missionary who is absolutely touched by her great suffering. The young girl appreciates the sympathy and kindness of her foreign visitor and begins to attend to life with a rejuvenated spirit.  For the Christian faithful, such a story may be quite inspiring. But for people who are familiar with such circumstances, it may be difficult to remain hopeful. It is indeed true that such stories rarely have a happy ending. And, of course, .... it is a great understatement to say that seeing children suffer in such deplorable conditions is a heartbreaking experience.]]></description>
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