Morgan Michaels Poems

'Catholicism', sniffed Langley, 'is a hard act to follow'.

They waited on the portico, letting their eyes adjust to the brightness.
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In trutina mentis dubio
Fluctuant contraria
Lascivous amor et pudicitia
Sed eligo quod video
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Conveniently, he inserted his number into the message with an invitation to call, so I didn't need to go online.

Next day I phoned. After some exploratory remarks and a mom update
we agreed to meet for dinner. I think we were both groping a bit and felt reassured. Everyone dreads the worst these days- from people and situations. They do nothing without thinking 'what if...'
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There were two of them. She did the talking. He had the same thing, she said, as her.Because of what she'd had and what he now had, she's had a hip replacement. It ran in the family. Her cousin had it, too. This was her brother and she was taking care of him- making sure things went alright.

Donnie peered at the downcast young man slumped in the chair across the desk.
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Cold...unusually cold
complain even my most upbeat
and studiously cheerful friends
(who may yet silently
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Sandpiper, Sandpiper
at land's end
on dozens of legs
you chase the collapsing waves
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'Steady as she goes....'
Rilke said 'Ich lobe...'
so we must, I suppose;
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Oh, to be young once more
youth scenting the hair,
an easy conscience, a vision clear
taking the stairs two
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