In the huddle you said "Go long—get open"
and at the snap I took off along the right sideline
and then cut across left in a long arc
and I'm sure I was open at several points—
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They got old, they got old and died. But first—
okay but first they composed plangent depictions
of how much they lost and how much cared about losing.
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It would have been dark but not lugubrious. It would have been
fairly short but not slight. It would have contained a child
saying something inadvertently funny that was not said by my daughter,
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The students eat something and then watch the news,
a little, then go to sleep. When morning breaks in
they find they have not forgotten all: they recall
the speckle of words on certain pages of
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I remember riding somewhere in a fast car
with my brother and his friend Jack Brooks
and we were listening to Layla & Other Love Songs
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The connection between divorced fathers and pizza crusts
is understandable. The divorced father does not cook
confidently. He wants his kid to enjoy dinner.
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Five more books in a box to be carried out to the car;
your office door closes behind you and at that moment
you turn invisible—not even a ghost in that hall
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Comstock stands in the densely odorous kitchen
sniffing Mrs. Yapp's squab pies. His hunger
makes him wide awake and he can imagine Mrs. Yapp
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Though it's all too clear how unimpressed you are by a cri de cœur
and wafting away unhugged is from your perspective de rigueur
of schemes to rendezvous with you I'm still a restless entrepreneur
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I find I am descending in a propeller plane upon Pasco
in the state of Washington. I accept this;
I have reasons for participating in the experiential sequence
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