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There in the narrow,
mote-filled finger of light, is a blonde
so blonde, so blinding, she is a blizzard, a huge
spook, and lights up like the sun the audience
in its galoshes. She ...
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Lynn Emanuel (b. 1949), U.S. poet. "Blonde Bombshell" [poem], lines 10-15 (1992).
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''Begin with loss and see
how the world contradicts you,
how the horizon implies that beyond it
the water is not empty
but full of ships
all docking at another island.''
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Lynn Emanuel (b. 1949), U.S. poet. "Robinson Crusoe Talks to Friday," lines 1-6 (1979).
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