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Between Those Lips
We know what passes, but do I have To lick, and first scent the labial bliss That arises, and folds on me when I pass Between the soft wet dream that holds me Tight, between you and I; your breasts Ab… more →
Dean J. Baker - Poetry, prose, lyrics, prose poems
Between Those Lips
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deanjbaker wrote 3 hours ago: We know what passes, but do I have To lick, and first scent the labial bliss That arises, and folds … more →
You Teach Me
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deanjbaker wrote 1 day ago: I thought I was familiar with the lost art of conversation When I had forgotten in your presence Des … more →
Ithacas
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deanjbaker wrote 2 days ago: for any and all I will till and plough, let sift the soil; demand fresh herbs, such as coriander and … more →
This Earth
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deanjbaker wrote 3 days ago: What was I running from when everything was beside me Shaking at the thought of you, inside each mov … more →
Shifting The Ashes
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deanjbaker wrote 4 days ago: I turn on the switch, for the kitchen light: nothing stirs. Your shadow at first dark as space, fade … more →
The Stupids
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deanjbaker wrote 5 days ago: My mind’s a thread unwinding; I pluck at darkness, which falls. It won’t let the stupids out; it suf … more →
At These Crossroads
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deanjbaker wrote 6 days ago: Who knows how many letters I could write you, and Never send: the totality of truth Cannot be approa … more →
Catalyst
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deanjbaker wrote 1 week ago: I want the radio to speak, when music cannot listen; the heart keeping time, nobody knows who may be … more →
Close Call
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deanjbaker wrote 1 week ago: I’m such a stumbling, mumbling clown, where the sure, deft touch of gentleness requires an artist; t … more →
Bathurst Yards
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deanjbaker wrote 2 weeks ago: Sprawled in this boxcar apartment, no one’s serious the disturbance temporary The end of the line, t … more →
Eternal Struggle
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deanjbaker wrote 2 weeks ago: What smashes into my attention: first, your impatience to get on with it; while, I’m the instrument … more →
Drinking Hemlock
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deanjbaker wrote 3 weeks ago: I shall not grow old, into decrepit loneliness; nor the thousand plagues upon the way. I shall not b … more →
Fat Albert’s Outpatient Folk Clinic - The Initiates
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deanjbaker wrote 3 weeks ago: Boris wandered lost in the crowd, stifling yet another belch; knuckles sliding along the ground, shu … more →
Dancing
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deanjbaker wrote 3 weeks ago: Let’s lie beneath the sheets these days and nights; where I surround you impossibly, touching me at … more →
ActionYes: CanLit
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cris costa wrote 3 weeks ago: The new issue, Canadian Special, of ActionYes is up online, curated by François Luong. The issue fea … more →
Pastures
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deanjbaker wrote 3 weeks ago: Retrieve my spirit Cleanse my soul Of what is lost To my control Take from me What I don’t know Show … more →
Meeting Irving Layton
deanjbaker wrote 4 weeks ago: 1 A brief I’d run out the front door of my home, with my father chasing me, obviously angry. It was … more →
Meeting Irving Layton
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deanjbaker wrote 4 weeks ago: 1 A brief I’d run out the front door of my home, with my father chasing me, obviously angry. It was … more →
Dysfunctional Dominion 2 - Toronto, the Duh
deanjbaker wrote 1 month ago: So Toronto again is going to cut services, raise taxes, and generally play pocket pool with itself w … more →
