Mind you, now, my brethren,
the Scriptures never claim
one day all whores will Magdalene
and disbelievers Paul
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The first time a man meets her,
his lids flicker,
an appropriate reaction.
...
In the summer of 1956,
any Saturday at midnight
when the moon was full
and the stars were bright,
...
Listen, Dad,
Mom's dead, but
you can dance
with her again.
...
"Quiet, please, " I tell her,
"I want to hear the music."
She is sitting next to me again,
this time on a paisley couch,
...
Whenever I mention you,
the doctor always asks
what do I see,
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Beneath the bowling-alley
bar marquee
the rain tonight
...
Every evening,
up in my rooom,
I try to finish a poem
but Chicago is hot
...
The puma of the will
has pounced again
This time, a doe
...
This sylph came forward
from the second row
the second day of class
and asked if
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