by Deva Crouch
Sunday, September 27, 2009
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"When the poet doubts that the center of the universe lies in his own heart, that his spirit is an overflowing fountain, a focus which irradiates energy, capable of transforming and even deforming the world around him, then the spirit of the poet wanders disoriented again among objects."
Antonio Machado
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September
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- "A Thicket--No! A Forest--of Wood"
- Drawing: Solo Swing
- Poem: I'll Rule It
- A Speech I Wrote for Graduation
- Photograph: Self-Portrait
- Poem: Tiny Mexicans
- Baucus on Baucus
- Pizza Delivery Poem
- Neo-Neo Realism
- Say The Right Thing
- The Office Meets Postmodern Lit?
- Only in Our Silences
- Short Story: Shared Border
- Poem: Worker's Compensation
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