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Anxious gatekeeping

Analogous to nervous cluelessness is something we might call “anxious gatekeeping.”   This is desire to police the borders of poetry, or of...

Thursday, December 3, 2015

When you are old and grey
I have eaten the plums
and full of sleep
that were in the icebox

and nodding by the fire
and that you were probably
take down this book
saving for breakfast

and slowly read
forgive me
and dream of the soft look
they were delicious

your eyes had once
so sweet and so cold

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