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16 - Poeting by numbers

‘Statement: A girl and a boy jump into a river. The boy swims over to the girl and says, “God, it’s cold.”
Question: What’s the probability they will kiss?’ 304 more words

late night posting

Lying in bed and finding typing difficult to do with any sense of rhythm.

I have Clifford Brown queued up on the iPod and Dawkins as my nighttime reading. 100 more words

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The Bagel By David Ignatow

I stopped to pick up the bagel
rolling away in the wind,
annoyed with myself
for having dropped it
as if it were a portent. 63 more words


On Year 4: February's Poems

Despite being the shortest month, and despite being a month in which we have a week’s vacation, February is always difficult.  Perhaps it’s the cold–and it has been  275 more words