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		<title>Hendecasyllabics</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2012 23:49:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Riding four wheelers after dark in springtime May be one of the prairie&#8217;s purest pleasures. Wednesday night we were buzzing down a two-track, Mish, my son, holding to the rack behind me, Ariel in the green glow of the dash light, carving up all the mud and melting snow drifts. Soon, we stopped at a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Is Christ Divided</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2012 23:46:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Why do you give your body to be torn, when God, your Father, raised it from the dead? They maimed and marred it once; but, as you said, you made those nail holes, blemishes of thorn, and gash of spear all medals to adorn that sacred frame. In streams of wine you bled, and made [...]]]></description>
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		<title>In Time of Nostalgia</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2011 04:44:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[They are just empty thoughts without a name that run down like the raindrops on a glass till drops are streams and streams a swirling sheet that does not cleanse but turns the clear opaque. They are old smells of must and cedarwood that call to mind a child&#8217;s most treasured things, now lost and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Temple: A Sonnet Crown</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Aug 2011 17:21:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Come, make your dwelling in my humble heart: although the outside is a hut of clay, inside eons compact into a day and there&#8217;s a universe in every part, but without form and void, lacking the art that spoke the worlds into divine array. You breathed in life; I breathed out the decay that undid [...]]]></description>
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		<title>One Word is Enough</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Jul 2011 17:56:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The world is choked on verbiage. We have sown blind bias. Like a thistle gone to seed, our ignorance has flowered and the weed of self-inflating punditry has blown its blighted spawn worldwide. The numbing drone of everyman has drowned the impassioned creed thundered in smoke by an uncommon breed who fed on flame. Too [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Cracked Reflection</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 May 2011 18:39:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She meets the truth in bloodshot eyes twice-mirrored in a soiled pane with rusty cracks like her failed tries that broke and bled, and sees it&#8217;s vain to hope that life could be made right, once shattered; stifled memories seep from her mind&#8217;s dark cavities till saltier seeping blurs her sight. Her eyes stream, but [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Fractals</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2011 18:00:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[There is a tumbled order in these things: flung mountain chains, ice-bouldered plains, incorporate exhaustless mirrorings. The veins in every leaf split off sequentially by the same ratios as the whole forest grows, leaves, branches, trees expanding exponentially. Unyielding law governs the variations: the waving masses of prairie grasses dance in regular, rhythmic repetitions. The [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Under the Boulder Spillway</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2011 17:58:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[July, 1996 At first I thought, “If I can push away,    swim underwater for a stroke or two, then surface where it&#8217;s calm, I&#8217;ll be okay” –    but If is easier to think than do. Nothing but water and that concrete wall,    and water, foaming, yellow, turbulent, and water! Looking skyward through [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Motes and Beams</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2011 17:56:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Or how wilt thou say to thy brother, Let me pull out the mote out of thine eye; and, behold, a beam is in thine own eye? – Matthew 7:4 We rode, one summer afternoon last year, through waving wheat fields; three of us had come and it was perfect, hot sun and cold beer, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>In Memoriam A. S.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2011 17:53:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“No, no, it&#8217;s so hot I can&#8217;t get my nose in it!” (A moment earlier, it was barely warm.) Choice irony! Well, I might not have chosen it, but God&#8217;s gifts take an unexpected form. When she said it, those eyes in their shrunken hollows blazed hotter than her fresh-died mane of fire, like when [...]]]></description>
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		<title>On a Nightingale</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 May 2011 17:51:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A Translation of De Luscinia, by Alcuin Lost nightingale! what hand tore you from me, moved by a jealous impulse at my gain? Your healing music soothed my soulful pain; Your sweet, sad song, my heart&#8217;s own poetry, is vanished now. May your winged neighbors be gathered at once to mourn a crime so vain! [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Fountain of Youth</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 23:22:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The cool moist of the earth upon my back, the smell of fresh-cut clover, and the way the cottonwood-twig tracery seems to crack the sky into sapphire fragments join to say, “Come back to another lawn, another day, another cottonwood tracery&#8217;s tangled track!” I&#8217;d love to heed their call, but childhood&#8217;s mysteries are sealed forever: [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Unforeseen</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 17 Apr 2011 03:01:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[At six, as usual, he rose. He ran his fingers through his hair, stretched once or twice, threw on some clothes, then turned and stumbled down the stair. Who could divine what he would do from untouched eggs – in a full plate an empty chair anticipate? &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;No one knew. No one knew. He slouched [...]]]></description>
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		<title>England! When First I Saw Your Happy Shore</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 21 Mar 2011 17:34:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Happy is England! – John Keats England! when first I saw your happy shore, My heart leapt backward to a gallant time And blent with many a master of brave rhyme, Well-loved by me from childhood, whom you bore, So I loved you also – Milton in high pow&#8217;r, Tennyson brooding, sensuous pale Keats, Dark [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Summer and Youth</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Mar 2011 04:39:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We slept and rose and played awhile and slept; &#160;&#160;&#160;Every new dawn came golden as before, &#160;&#160;&#160;And every eve the same calm aspect wore; &#160;&#160;&#160;But the long shadows close and closer crept, And if we had understood, we would have wept &#160;&#160;&#160; To know such shadows, like black worms, have pow&#8217;r &#160;&#160;&#160;To eat summer&#8217;s flesh, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Spring Storm</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Mar 2011 04:52:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The storm came howling down on us tonight &#160;&#160;&#160;And raved and swore she&#8217;d leave the whole world dead, &#160;&#160;&#160;But I gave little heed to what she said &#160;&#160;&#160;Because I knew her darts of frosty white Were only by a half-degree not quite &#160;&#160;&#160;The softer pelt of rain – and what of dread &#160;&#160;&#160;Can lurk in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>To Want</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Mar 2011 01:20:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? who hath contentions? who hath babbling? who hath wounds without cause? who hath redness of eyes? They that tarry long at the wine; they that go to seek mixed wine. Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his colour in the cup, when [...]]]></description>
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		<title>To Sleep</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2011 19:16:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep. – Psalm 127:2 The day is old, the day is pale and wan, &#160;&#160;&#160;And blurs around the edges, where the hoar, &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;Fast-springing from the temples of the East, Shows [...]]]></description>
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		<title>To Laughter</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2011 05:45:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning. Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness. – Psalm 30:5, 11 I. Like the first half-light promise of the Dawn When deep as death has been the reign of Night; [...]]]></description>
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		<title>To Wine</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Feb 2011 20:30:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[And the vine said unto them, Should I leave my wine, which cheereth God and man, and go to be promoted over the trees? – Judges 9:13 Give strong drink unto him that is ready to perish, and wine unto those that be of heavy hearts. Let him drink, and forget his poverty, and remember [...]]]></description>
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