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Growing up is a ritual--more deadly than religion more complicated
than baseball, for there seem to be no rules. W. P. Kinsella
/ Space has a spiritual equivalent and can heal what is divided and
burdensome in us... Gretel Ehrlich / My impulse has been
to travel, to see for myself what lies on the other side of the mountain,
not to accept hearsay but to see with my own eyes. Michael Pearson /
... Chosen by God as a special person on this earth. Tina McElroy Ansa
/ I am interested in strengthening the network among literary
programs throughout the country. Susan Broadhead / How elaborately
the savings of the desperate poor pile: old car parts and empty bottles,
broken dolls and rusty buckets hung on nails, and always cats, who seek
the indigent out. Maggie Anderson / That's where the memory
ends. Wayne Ude / What manner of men were these who stood unabashed
upon the storm-swept threshold of a new era? Alf Mapp / It's
wonderful how I jog on four honed-down ivory toes my massive buttocks
slipping like oiled parts with each light step. Philip Levine
/ Riding a One-Eyed Horse... One side of his world is always missing.
Henry Taylor / And now my brain outweighs me, now I'm tired.
Jack Myers / Coming in for a moment, out of the cold, we wonder
if anything we have built is that thing which will outlast the sorrow,
the seeming not to last. Liam Rector / It is easy to forget,
here in America, that people have been shot for poetry. Tree Swenson
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