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The age of opportunity
The aim and the error form one word
Albuquerque
As in the Iliad, Book 20, when
As time passes
As when the fisher, lost in the wine-dark wine
At last the summer’s over and the earth returns to right
Back when Barbary waived the rules
Barnacles bound from the harrowing sound
Be not the first by whom the new is tried
Be or not be to beweep
Beauty has teeth, teeth beauty; farewell, wits
Better safe than storied
Blasting through the sky
The boy flew off the burning deck
Bring me my prose of turning cold
Busy young fool, unruly Donne
By my so potent art, as full as opera
Come to the overmanaged park and see
Confusion is only natural
Dance, dance, Jesus dance
Dear terrifying terrorists
Death, be not sad, though some have called thee
A delicate rhythm befits the informal age
don’t be a slave
Double, double, cosmic bubble
Dove: It can’t be won!
The earth was bashed together from rocks
The ear—the plug—the fate of a churning nation—
Erdogan!
The far night
For all the bird’s misgiving
freight train, ball game, seeing the final scene
From the arc of the ankle
A girl stood by the ocean
The glorious backlit marmalade slides down the sky
The haiku warned me
Hang your head up on the wall
He wasn’t dumb. His intellect was sound
Hear the ancient Kalevala
Here in my hair the sun of Venice toils
Higgledy piggledy
Higgledy piggledy
The horror crawls in toddlers’ scrawls
How doth the little neutron bomb
Humpty Dumpty lies in state
I eat my peas with honey. I do it for a lark
I hope you did not miss the beautiful moon
I met a robot from Aristarchus Rim
I must go up to the sky again, to the dark beyond the blue
I pulled on a loose thread of history
I saw a goth girl on the train one night
I set the goals that make the whole world run
I stand on a balcony high in the tower
I used to have a handsome fatherland
I will go down to DC again, to the crowded Mall and the Pool
I would like to turn everyone’s attention to a writer who, unlike many others, continued to swim after making his splash
Ich weiß nicht was soll es bedeuten
If ever the ships come to break our clan
If I had my druthers, I would live
If you visit Washington, DC
If you’re crazy and you know it, fly to Mars
importing lark song
In shallows
In the beginning was the word
In the world’s first night the earth lay down
In ’79, in Davis, California
The Internet loads mysterious codes
Is this the launch that faced a thousand slips
It was not Truth - I looked it up
Itsy, Bitsy, Tiny and Few
Jack and Jill went down the hill
Just slept when I awoke
“Keep, ancient lands,” we cry, “your foreign brains!"
Lady Liberty came to me last night
le do zilcrino
le xuncutcpi su’o slaka
Let the firebrand awake!
Look how the rosy-fingered dawn
Lunch comes in at the mouth
Mary had a little lamb
The meaning of a word is like a needle
The Moon Camp
The moving van devours, then, in a doze
Mumbledy jumbledy
My candle burns in the middle
My darling, we were children
My heart aches, and the blackest hellfire fiend
North Factory: without good there could be no evil
Not brains, not skill, not luck
nothing depends
Now, what does a seahorse use for a rocking chair?
O Brexit deal, O Brexit deal
O faring moon, O sun, O star
O Generation of the entirely snug
Odysseus dodged the sirens. He dared not risk
Oh say, can you see, by the light’s early dawn
On August 21, 1969, a spacecraft arrived in Earth orbit
Ours is not to reason why
Over the hills and over
Picture yourself by the moat of a castle
The placing of blame is a difficult matter
Put out your eyes as if they were a fire
Red-winged blackbirds are all we know
The roses are dead
Roses are rose and violets are violet
The rumpled sun wakes up to survey the earth
The sea will roil
Seinfeld and Roseanne Barr
She was buried when we first met
A Shout of Herbal Essence
The sink is full tonight
So wie Wolken, weiß und weltumfassend
Sodium light is the ship’s sky
Some say the world will end in trash
,somewhere i could never travel
Speak now, or forever hold your gall
Split the hair - when you face the music
Squirming and squirming in the brightening glare
Summer is in the eye of the
Sweet dreams and hollow fears
Swift as a chimney swallowing a barn
Symmetry: She is the lovely ideal
take me home
tell a tale of ten-pins
“There—from the mountain! there—in the wood!
There’s one birthday that I’m pretty sure pretty much everyone will pretty much forget
They tucked in drinks and hashed it out
This Thought is not Conclusion
Three counts for mountebanks out of the eye
tiled like a bathroom
A tiny snack can justify
’Tis better to have loved and lost
To me there is only one day
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
The U.N. has a resolution
Walk off, walk off, Voltaire, Rousseau
We are neoformalists
The Weekly World News and the National Enquirer
What fun it is to mold your craft
When a water drop arrives
When Barsoom invades the lower house
When Cupertino smites the air
when earth fell, dark, above, and sun rose, hot, below
When I look on the masters’ works
When the forts of folly fall
When we first met I saw a blinding flash
Who and when, where and why
Who can know the future?
Who, if I cried warning, would hear me among the angelic
Why do we three draw the sea
The world is charged with obstruction of justice
Yankee Doodle polish up
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