This poem has absolutely nothing to do with that thing.
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Day ??? (a poem)
I am so tired of covid poems—so here is another one…
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Fear eats the soul (a poem)
Deplorables gonna deplore…
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This title has nothing to do with whatever the poem is about (a poem)
A little of this, and a little of that…
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DM (a poem)
Mother’s Day, 2020…
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We don’t have cloudbursts where I live (a poem)
I was listening to ‘Cloudburst on Shingle Street’ by Thomas Dolby, which got me to thinking about rain…
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Fermata (a poem)
Impressions from another long day…
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Fade (a poem)
After a long day…
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At least now the killer bees will have someone to play with (a poem)
Brought on by articles in the New York Times and Washington Post…
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Pruning (a poem)
We return you now to our regularly scheduled programming…
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