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NO MORE Once they have closed the door, That is the final day And time will be no more. Forget “the other shore” – No earth, no sea, no way Once they have closed the door, No ...
Politics & Policy

My Stars

On the day I was born, The unalterable stars altered. If I decided to sell lamps, It wouldn’t get dark till the day I died. Some stars. Whatever I do, I’m a failure before I ...
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Poetry

ONE OF THOSE MOMENTS Near sundown, on a day in early spring, A sudden radiance in a shadowed street. Soft, breathing trees — the airy spheres of foliage Take on a tender valedictory light. I ...