Dedham Poems - Poems about Dedham

...Life’s Contests I didn’t get picked first - so I waited. There is an Institute for Bad Art in Dedham. They didn’t get picked first. A coach in my youth (pre PC days) would shout at us:......

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...A birthday wish whispered – If this world weighs too heavy on that which remains, leave. Promise, it will be fine. Your blind eyes see through my comfortable sweater, the fuzzy one worn down......

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