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love dead like a crushed fly | 58 | |
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a definition | 75 | |
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American Literature II | 114 | |
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the light | 148 | |
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fame of a sort | 152 | |
never look | 153 | |
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my telephone | 162 | |
exactly right | 164 | |
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Carter | 169 | |
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pain like a black-and-white snapshot | 176 | |
Life, Death, Love, Art | 178 | |
sometimes when you get the blues there's a reason | 186 | |
the Word | 187 | |
my nudie dancer | 189 | |
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the doomed lady poet | 201 | |
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no wonder | 213 | |
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horses don't bet on people and neither do I ... | 236 | |
my failure | 238 | |
in memory of a dead jock | 240 | |
repeat | 242 | |
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out of the dark | 273 | |
for the foxes | 274 | |
poem for Brigitte Bardot | 277 | |
having the flu and with nothing else to do | 279 | |
a time to remember | 280 | |
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pink silks | 283 | |
milk a cow and you get milk | 285 | |
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TB | 303 | |
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cats and you and me | 310 | |
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hello, how are you? | 313 | |
one thirty-six a.m | 314 | |
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melodies that echo | 341 | |
self-inflicted wounds | 343 | |
racetrack parking lot at the end of the day | 345 | |
moving toward what? | 348 | |
if I had failed to make the struggle | 350 | |
wine pulse | 352 |
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Add Night Torn Mad with Footsteps: New Poems, This collection of previously unpublished poems offers the author's take on squabbling neighbours, off-kilter lovers, would-be hangers-on, and the loneliness of a man afflicted with acute powers of observation. The tone is gritty and amusing, spiralling o, Night Torn Mad with Footsteps: New Poems to the inventory that you are selling on WonderClubX
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Add Night Torn Mad with Footsteps: New Poems, This collection of previously unpublished poems offers the author's take on squabbling neighbours, off-kilter lovers, would-be hangers-on, and the loneliness of a man afflicted with acute powers of observation. The tone is gritty and amusing, spiralling o, Night Torn Mad with Footsteps: New Poems to your collection on WonderClub |