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    Poem for Amy

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    The poem begins early, or it begins mid-morning the poem begins with a song in a garden or a lifted head.

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    Plenty of Screen

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    Plenty of screen all white framed brick chimney leading up gothic style to smoke which led up flower style

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    Notes from Hamlet

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    It was Hamlet I think it was said “Gertrude, honey, if you ain’t got no self-respect you best run out and rent some”

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    If you

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    If you were a sack of flour I’d carry you home and bake the sweetest bread

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    1987 came and rolled in

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    there was no stopping it no making it pause for anything but most of all I am traditional and it is traditional to create a resolution at this time

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    Your Secret

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    for Beth You haven’t aged a day since the neighborhood. What’s your secret Oil of Olay or the Devil at the crossroads? I’m guessing the Devil. You look Mississippi beautiful. --July 7, 2017

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    Your Guitar

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    For years it leapt into your lap, like a cat. There was no keeping it down. You stranged it up you banged it up and then you sanged it up.

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    You, My Ali

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    Sure, he floated and he stung Liston and Liston, again Frazier and Foreman

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    You Own My Dreamlife

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    How you did it I’ll never know. I don’t recall any realtors or even a closing but, somehow, you became the owner of my dreamlife. Let’s say my head hits the pillow and…

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    You Are So Lovely And So

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    for Tracy You are so lovely you make the night so lovely, the night would like to continue.

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    Writing “Life on the Mississippi”

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    for Mr. Twain Mark Twain wrote the entirety of ‘Life on the Mississippi’ in a small study in Elmira, NY. But that’s no business of mine. I wonder all the places you found…

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    whole continents

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    whole continents heavy with flowers springtime

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    Where Steve Earle Went

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    Where Steve Earle Went As I understand it, to the bottom, to the very, very bottom. When a genius pawns

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    When I Got My Cousins Back: 1973

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    When I Got My Cousins Back: 1973 for my cousin, Mike Hawley I waited on Grandma’s porch 6 hours for you and Greg and Aunt Nette to finally get all moved back from…

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    When Do You Love Eliza Best?

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    In the Spring,when she does little but hold the flowers. That’s all she has and all she has to do. --May 29, 2016

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    What Were We Talking About, Oh!

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    for Jill Well, if we could just remember what we were talking about we could talk about it some more. I know there was a guy

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    What If She Was

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    for You Know Who You Are What if she was the most beautiful thing you ever seen or saw or whatever? Then, what would you do? Where could you possibly take her that…

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    What Freud Said

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    Freud said, and I’m quoting here, supply your own Austrian accent, “the unconscious can cause a ruckus,

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    Western Union

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    I want to write you a message in ink, in Santa Fe and seal it in an envelope sometime in the 1800’s. I want it carried by pony after pony. I want it

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    We’re Re-enacting The Charge of the Light Brigade

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    Only it’s going turn out different this time It’s still going to be beautiful but it’s going to be the right war. The question is how to go about it.

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