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Blue Five Notebook – (February 2014 / 14.3) | Blue Fifth Review: Blue Five Notebook Series

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Blue Fifth Review: Blue Five Notebook Series. Poetry, flash, non-fiction, and art with an edge. Broadside #33 – (Winter 2014 / 14.2). Winter Quarterly – Landscape (February 2014 / 14.4) →. Blue Five Notebook – (February 2014 / 14.3). February 15, 2014. Blue Five Notebook – (February 2014 / 14.3). Was taken at the Hirshhorn Museum in Washington, D.C. The means to obliterate. Is in the pink sneakers of. Winter blues and forcing hope into the mouth. Even if it tastes like stale candy. You want to be put in ...

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Daniel Romo | Xican@ Poetry Daily

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Or cada en cuando. January 5, 2014. Daniel Romo is the author of. Silver Birch Press, 2013). When Kerosene’s Involved. Second Edition, Mojave River Press, 2014). His poetry can be found in. The Los Angeles Review, Gargoyle, MiPOesias, Hobart. And elsewhere. He teaches English and creative writing, and accepts and rejects prose poems as the Poetry Editor for. He lives in Long Beach, CA and at danielromo.net. From → poetry. Larr; Claudia D. Hernández. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.

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Power To The Poet: And It Was summer

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Power To The Poet. You know the words, but you don't know the tune. - Mark Twain. When Flowers Were I n Bloom. When Flowers Were I n Bloom. And It Was summer. As I smoked a cigar in my backyard,. The old Indian lady from across the street. Walked over with her pit bull. And complained about the smell. 8220;You smoke mucho marijuana,”. She said pointing at my Backwoods. 8220;It’s a cigar,” I explained. 8220;No,” she said, “You stop.”. 8220;Listen, your dog barks all night long. Took a crapzilla on my lawn.

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The Millions : How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Poets - The Millions

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Books & Reviews. How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Poets. Posted at 12:00 pm on April 26, 2013 3. I never touched a salad until I was 19. Vegetation seemed best suited for rabbits, and vibrant green colors were for apple Jolly Ranchers. This encounter gave me an acute poet-phobia that lasted for years. Understandably, my skepticism was on Orange Alert after I was invited to be the only fiction writer performing at a couple different poetry readings last month. But, to my shock, I discovered tha...

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Power To The Poet: although

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Power To The Poet. You know the words, but you don't know the tune. - Mark Twain. When Flowers Were I n Bloom. When Flowers Were I n Bloom. All you do is drink and write poetry. I've never been drunk a day in my life. I've written plenty of bad poetry. 3 this. Its almost a tribute to the wit of Winston Churchill. When told that he was a drunk by a woman he replied, Maam, I may be drunk tonight but tomorrow you will still be ugly. Esteban R. Arellano. Thanks for coming over. My middle sisters name is.

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Power To The Poet: Happy Union: A Path To Enlightenment

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Power To The Poet. You know the words, but you don't know the tune. - Mark Twain. When Flowers Were I n Bloom. When Flowers Were I n Bloom. Happy Union: A Path To Enlightenment. Happy Union, Texas, August ‘88,. At the waterhole north end of grandfather’s farm. Where Kirby keeps his cattle. It’s evening and a hundred and ten degrees. Barbas de Oro is whooshing in from south of El Rio Grande. The chaparral throbs and the cornfields rattle like pissed-off snakes. Pass through me -. If He knows me completely,.

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Power To The Poet: And after so many years,

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Power To The Poet. You know the words, but you don't know the tune. - Mark Twain. When Flowers Were I n Bloom. When Flowers Were I n Bloom. And after so many years,. And after so many years,. The world slides off my shoulders. Valleys and mountains,. Wednesdays and Sundays;. All, all is lost. Earth is flat, and the ocean,. Spills over the edge. And after so many years,. You say, "My love is yours.". What colossal weight -. The autumn roads we traveled. To a graveyard in my chest. Esteban R. Arellano.

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Power To The Poet: u

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Power To The Poet. You know the words, but you don't know the tune. - Mark Twain. When Flowers Were I n Bloom. When Flowers Were I n Bloom. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The duty of a poet -. To speak what we feel,. Not what we ought to say.". As God said, crossing his legs,. I see where I have made plenty of poets but not so very much poetry.". Graphics by Kellie Elmore. Love quotations contest at Magic in the backyard. Writing is a form of prayer. View my complete profile. Magic in the Backyard.

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Power To The Poet: Leave Me

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Power To The Poet. You know the words, but you don't know the tune. - Mark Twain. When Flowers Were I n Bloom. When Flowers Were I n Bloom. My whiskey and cigars. Let me blow rings. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The duty of a poet -. To speak what we feel,. Not what we ought to say.". As God said, crossing his legs,. I see where I have made plenty of poets but not so very much poetry.". Graphics by Kellie Elmore. Love quotations contest at Magic in the backyard. Writing is a form of prayer. Just po...