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for Hayden Carruth Are there wordsfor what you cannot,lying in this wilderness, express—with her hands to love you to... -
12:00 noon Strangely wonderful it isto bike this paththrough eastern Arizonawithout a belongingto say my name. 5:30 p.m. Crow...
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Pavarotti lies in a hospital bed,and my sons who have no opera to console them, pulled from the driveway. I held them in the...
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Out of the sand they comecrowing like cocks in the morning sun chanting their strange, melodious hymns to food:Tortillero,...
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Walking your dog, Cookie,through the low curbs of Carson,wondering who will cash your check for misery, for rain, so that...
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[Anthem for a Burnished Land is the poem that poet Shaun Griffin wrote for Governor Sandoval's inauguration. He read the...