Atlases Poems - Poems about Atlases

... This Time Last Month A customer Opens door Bell lets out two rings That smell of books Telescopes Globes and other things. Travel guides Atlases Maps strewn......

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...Book-engagement to me is indeed a God-granted privilege… Exposing me, through printed words, to realities I acknowledge Imparting knowledge and wisdom since pre-school to post-college Deli......

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...Words After New Year The words are dwindling now but they will come again in time, towards this year with the purity of silk strewn through a ring. I will wait for the words because unlike ......

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...Is It The Devil In Me The devil in me says take it. Take the pen and be master of your destiny. I fear the walls are thin between us and you can see my transparent sinewy motives like t......

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...A hot tongue, voodooed soul. Determined, a small and nameless bird. My teeth, my teeth too shy for bones, My words too old for stones. My spine lights for batten eye, a half-shoulder caramelling......

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...For V.R.S. A bend, a pirouette--a flower's dance reflects in his shadowed eyes, and in her thorned steps, the atrophying force rooted and redoubling. Promise me, he breathes behind a teacup while s......

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...Cinqo De Mayo...When a Brooklyn thug target shoots at a floating jar of Hellman's. Dutch- Where do they come from? I've looked at atlases dozens of times, and can't find a country called Dutch,......

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