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8:33) chris abraham 04-JAN-98 19:21
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Cats and Coffee by Llew Gowen
This poem is a series of Shadormas, a poetic form consisting of a six-line stanza or sestet. This form, which supposedly originated in Spain, contains 26 syllables in the order of 3/5/3/3/7/5. A poem may consist of one stanza, or an unlimited number of stanzas (a series of shadormas).
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©1994 Chris Abraham
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Sex Without Love by Sharon Olds
Maybe I have been hobbled by growing up Catholic or putting women on pedestals because of all-boys school. But I have never swiped left or right on Tinder. I am no choir boy. I have had more than my fair share. But going through lovers has never been the way I have ever passed my time. It's neither sport nor a source of story or content. I feel like Sharon Olds gets my feelings perfectly right.
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When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d by Walt Whitman
My top-4 poets are Walt Whitman, Emily Dickinson, Galway Kinnell, and Sharon Olds; now, we're celebrating Walt Whitman's 200th anniversary as America's poet. This is really one of Whitman's most Washington, DC, pome.
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I Sing the Body Electric by Walt Whitman
On the celebration of the 200th anniversary of America's bard, here's to Walt Whitman, America's poet.
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Song of Myself by Walt Whitman
To me, this is the most important poem ever written and shared with the world, more important to what it is to be an American than the Constitution, Bill of Rights, The Gettysburg Address, or even the Declaration of Independence. The I Have a Dream speech is this poem's brother.
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The Pure Contralto Sings In The Organ Loft by Walt Whitman
I don't know why I remember it, but the line, "the pure contralto sings in the organ loft," seared itself into my brain—maybe because "contralto" was a new word to me.
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Out of the Cradle Endlessly Rocking by Walt Whitman
What a wonderful song, what a wonderful poem, from Walt Whitman, heralding the Summertime.
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Dad's Ashes
Found poetry from a hyperfiction I created collaboratively with a bunch of friends back in 1998, called Collabor8, or 8: A Collaborative Hypernarrative Fiction
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