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	<title>A Few Good Memes &#187; Poetry</title>
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		<title>Wait a Minute, Mr. Postman</title>
		<link>http://jase.dufair.org/2008/04/21/wait-a-minute-mr-postman/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 02:31:15 +0000</pubDate>
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Here I stand with this poem I wrote you my true love.  All sealed up in a glassine envelope with a stamp.  Now if I only knew which box would ensure you will receive my missive&#8230;
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<p>Here I stand with this poem I wrote you my true love.  All sealed up in a glassine envelope with a stamp.  Now if I only knew which box would ensure you will receive my missive&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Poem Poem</title>
		<link>http://jase.dufair.org/2008/02/02/poem-poem/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2008 16:00:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Didn&#8217;t you just love &#8220;A Chorus Line,&#8221; that musical about putting on a musical?
No, me neither.
Don&#8217;t you just jam out to, &#8220;Rock Star&#8221;?  That rock song by a rock band about being a rock star?
Yeah, a bit uninspired.
&#8220;The Dark Half,&#8221; the novel about the struggling writer, was a real page turner, wasn&#8217;t it?
I turned the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt">Didn&#8217;t you just love &#8220;A Chorus Line,&#8221; that musical about putting on a musical?</p>
<p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt">No, me neither.</p>
<p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt">Don&#8217;t you just jam out to, &#8220;Rock Star&#8221;?<span>  </span>That rock song by a rock band about being a rock star?</p>
<p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt">Yeah, a bit uninspired.</p>
<p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt">&#8220;The Dark Half,&#8221; the novel about the struggling writer, was a real page turner, wasn&#8217;t it?</p>
<p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt">I turned the first couple pages anyway.</p>
<p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt">Garland in &#8220;A Star is Born&#8221;?</p>
<p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt">I&#8217;ll be in the lobby getting more popcorn.</p>
<p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt">I&#8217;m thinking I may write a poem about being a poet.</p>
<p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt">Gripping, right?</p>
<p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt">Ok, nevermind.</p>
<p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt">&nbsp;</p>
<p style="margin: 0in; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt">Thank heavens we still have Shakespeare</p>
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		<title>Venus Rising</title>
		<link>http://jase.dufair.org/2007/09/28/venus-rising/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Sep 2007 16:23:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[(written over Labor Day out for a pre-dawn run)
Venus rising in the eastern sky
Amber yarn stretching to my eye
Spun from the skein of the sun, also rising
Over tiramisu clouds
The mist of the morning, my shield
Last summer I was thrown in the kiln
Too many bubbles in the clay
A year of heat and pressure
Unlock the door, shards [...]]]></description>
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<p>Venus rising in the eastern sky<br />
Amber yarn stretching to my eye<br />
Spun from the skein of the sun, also rising<br />
Over tiramisu clouds<br />
The mist of the morning, my shield</p>
<p>Last summer I was thrown in the kiln<br />
Too many bubbles in the clay<br />
A year of heat and pressure<br />
Unlock the door, shards of terra cotta lay<br />
Now I sit at the wheel, fresh, cool clay in my wet hands<br />
Now I sit with cool clay</p>
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		<title>Gravity and Grace</title>
		<link>http://jase.dufair.org/2007/07/15/gravity-and-grace/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 03:21:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>A Digital Denouement</title>
		<link>http://jase.dufair.org/2007/06/18/a-digital-denouement/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2007 18:42:22 +0000</pubDate>
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9 more days and your last voicemail will expire
  tipping into the virtual void
  "just wanted to say hi"
  "kids, don't torture the cat!"
  I've listened to it a hundred times
My replacement phone arrived last week, the third broken screen
  not containing the cryptc txt msgs - a quick connection
 [...]]]></description>
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9 more days and your last voicemail will expire
  tipping into the virtual void
  "just wanted to say hi"
  "kids, don't torture the cat!"
  I've listened to it a hundred times
My replacement phone arrived last week, the third broken screen
  not containing the cryptc txt msgs - a quick connection
  not containing the picture of a broken arm
  not containing your ringtone, a perky jangle
My wallpaper, back to whimsical moons and sea creatures
Screen saver, blank screen (still have all of the photos)
The festive boop of a buddy pounce when you sign in
  (the one that would cause me to drop everything) - quiet
I've been driving in silence lately, too
Maybe it will be days between the grinding stomach of your name in my inbox
Maybe the chats over IM will be shorter
The music will return
So much shared, mediated by bytes and wires
We had to come here
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		<title>Decluttering</title>
		<link>http://jase.dufair.org/2007/06/14/decluttering/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2007 20:02:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Spent the last half hour decluttering my room.  I have had the urge to redo my room in a Japanese motif - earth tones, rice paper shutters, etc.  Found this, given to me by a good friend who lost her husband last year.  They were deeply in love for 20+ years.  [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Spent the last half hour decluttering my room.  I have had the urge to redo my room in a Japanese motif - earth tones, rice paper shutters, etc.  Found this, given to me by a good friend who lost her husband last year.  They were deeply in love for 20+ years.  This theme has rattled around my soul for 10 months.  I am thankful to have come across it so lucidly put today:</p>
<p><strong>At least, my dear<br />
You did not have to live to see me die.</p>
<p>Considering how many things I did that must have caused you pain,<br />
Sweating at certain memories, blushing dark blood, unable<br />
To gather home my scattered thoughts that graze the forbidden hills,<br />
I cut from the hedge for crook the one disservice<br />
I never did to you,&#8211;you never saw me die.</p>
<p>I find in my disorderly files among unfinished<br />
Poems, and photographs of picnics on the rocks, letters from you in your bold hand,<br />
I find in the pocket of a coat I could not bring myself to give away<br />
A knotted handkerchief, containing columbine-seeds.<br />
A few more moments such as these and I shall have paid all.</p>
<p>Not that you ever&#8211;<br />
O, love inflexible, O militant forgiveness, I know<br />
You kept no books against me!  In my own hand<br />
Are written down the sum and the crude items of my inadequacy.</p>
<p>It is only that there are moments when for the sake of a little quiet in the<br />
brawling mind I must search out,<br />
Recorded in my favour,<br />
One princely gift.<br />
The most I ever did for you was to outlive you.<br />
But that is much</strong></p>
<p>-Edna St. Vincent Millay</p>
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		<title>Knowing, Full Well</title>
		<link>http://jase.dufair.org/2007/06/13/knowing-full-well/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jun 2007 16:21:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This one emerged yesterday afternoon.
Projecting like the local multiplex&#8230;
(I prefer to think of it as daydreaming)
Empty vessel for now.

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If I am ever to touch you,
I may cry a hundred
  million tears-unshed,
welled up just behind my
eyes

They aren't tears of loss
Those have been let out for now
There's much more to lose
  and more tears [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This one emerged yesterday afternoon.<br />
Projecting like the local multiplex&#8230;<br />
(I prefer to think of it as daydreaming)<br />
Empty vessel for now.<br />
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If I am ever to touch you,
I may cry a hundred
  million tears-unshed,
welled up just behind my
eyes

They aren't tears of loss
Those have been let out for now
There's much more to lose
  and more tears to cry
But not right
now

They're tears of joy
I've been saving them up,
  a few each day
Since the moment I was
born
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		<title>A Trinity</title>
		<link>http://jase.dufair.org/2007/06/12/a-trinity/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 Jun 2007 14:40:25 +0000</pubDate>
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Edit: &#8220;nothing&#8221; is not really what I intended.  Revised to &#8220;not enough&#8221;



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The one (and hers) far away
with her oceans and her smile
who I crave
The other (and hers) not so far
With her burden and her prayers
I can&#8217;t save
The one (and hers) right here
With her pages and her wall
Never was
The one (and ours) who is [...]]]></description>
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Edit: &#8220;nothing&#8221; is not really what I intended.  Revised to &#8220;not enough&#8221;
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The one (and hers) far away<br />
with her oceans and her smile<br />
who I crave</p>
<p>The other (and hers) not so far<br />
With her burden and her prayers<br />
I can&#8217;t save</p>
<p>The one (and hers) right here<br />
With her pages and her wall<br />
Never was</p>
<p>The one (and ours) who is gone<br />
With her suffering and her joy<br />
Always loved</p>
<p>Sixteen in all, yet not enouh</p>
<p>I want never again to explain<br />
Deep, deep music<br />
Sweet, sweet cherries<br />
Fresh, fresh water<br />
Perfect, perfect words<br />
Ripe, ripe watermelon<br />
Silent, silent touch</p>
<p>She&#8217;ll just know<br />
But she&#8217;s so far away</p>
<p>As the orchids bloom and wither and bloom again<br />
We grow<br />
we work,<br />
we specialize<br />
we speciate<br />
no longer able to create new life<br />
with those once our own<br />
no longer blood<br />
I walk a fine line between creation and extinction<br />
Passion, another word for suffering, is universal<br />
Ears, unlike eyes, have no lids<br />
So we cannot un-listen to the beat of the drum<br />
As long as our ears are not un-listening<br />
We cannot not dance
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		<title>Distilled Spirits</title>
		<link>http://jase.dufair.org/2007/06/02/distilled-spirits/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2007 01:51:53 +0000</pubDate>
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The others drank a case of me
  (still on their feet)

Aged over time, my love is now
  distilled
The blood in my veins put on to boil
Down to an essence now
        a spirit now
Vapors in the cask of my flesh
Strong drink

Who will share this cup with [...]]]></description>
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The others drank a case of me
  (still on their feet)

Aged over time, my love is now
  distilled
The blood in my veins put on to boil
Down to an essence now
        a spirit now
Vapors in the cask of my flesh
Strong drink

Who will share this cup with me?
The cup of my blood
Sangre de cuerpo
Spirits of my spirit
Overflow
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		<title>Just What I Unexpected</title>
		<link>http://jase.dufair.org/2007/05/24/just-what-i-unexpected/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 May 2007 02:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
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This is our charge:
We must create a new language
The words familiar,
  the tongue not yet spoken
The meter - a connection to an unnamed tribe

The way has
  entrusted us to this
Its need emerging
  here.  now.

Mad to be saved,
Never knew I was mad to save
Salvation found in the unnamed uncertain.
  Unbidden, [...]]]></description>
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This is our charge:
We must create a new language
The words familiar,
  the tongue not yet spoken
The meter - a connection to an unnamed tribe

The way has
  entrusted us to this
Its need emerging
  here.  now.

Mad to be saved,
Never knew I was mad to save
Salvation found in the unnamed uncertain.
  Unbidden, yet present

Tell me half your stories today
Half tomorrow
We both know a story can save a life
Just say the word
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