Month: November 2018

80: The Cache by Dan Gerber


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Behind the house in a field there’s a metal box I buried full of childhood treasure, a map of my secret place, a few lead pennies from 1943. The rest I’ve forgotten, forgotten even the exact spot I covered with moss and loam.   Now I’m back and twenty years have made so little difference

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79: My Religion by Anne Carson


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My religion makes no sense and does not help me therefore I pursue it. When we see how simple it would have been we will thrash ourselves. I had a vision of all the people in the world who are searching for God massed in a room on one side of a partition that looks

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78: Giants by David Shapiro


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Giants are much too beautiful. They live in a house called bigger dimensions They never suffer from delusions of grandeur and I have met many giants and this is always true A giant will always pity you   Still, giants sleep with their eyes on their business which mainly now is the killing of tourists

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77: Siren by Louise Gluck


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I became a criminal when I fell in love. Before that I was a waitress. I didn’t want to go to Chicago with you. I wanted to marry you, I wanted Your wife to suffer. I wanted her life to be like a play In which all the parts are sad parts. Does a good

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76: Everything Will Be Taken Away by Morgan Parker


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You can’t stop mourning everything all the time. The 90s, the black Maxima with a tail, CD wrappers, proximity to the earth. Glamour and sweating in your sheets. Speaking tongues. JLo even. Men even. You are a woman now but you have always had skin. Here are some ways in which you are not free:

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75: A Physics by Heather McHugh


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When you get down to it, Earth has our own great ranges of feeling – Rocky, Smoky, Blue – and a heart that can melt stones. The still pools fill with sky, as if aloof, and we have eyes for all of this – and more, for Earth’s reminding moon. We too are ruled by

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74: Dome of the Hidden Temple by James Tate


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People were going about their chores. Some were eating lunch. Others, like me, were just standing around doing nothing, just taking in the scene. I saw a dozen ducks fly over low on their way to the pond. A policeman walked by swinging his club. The firemen were washing their fire truck. Margie walked out

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73: Peaches by Adrienne Su


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has to be maintained, or eaten in days. Obvious, but in my family, they went so fast, I never saw the mess that punishes delay. I thought everyone bought fruit by the crate, stored it in the coolest part of the house, then devoured it before any could rot. I’m from the Peach State, and

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