Long Seminar Poems

My wife and I met more than a few of this type of “shifty wheeler-dealer” during our many years dealing in antiques and collectibles.

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NOTE: THIS IS ONLY THE 1st half of this piece-- its 2nd half is posted separately due to Poetry Soup's poem-lengths-limitation. Be sure to check out the balance of this poem = "Tiny Town Events"...

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Back Door Side Door Front Door : Which door might a Confucian take
 
..................for René ETIEMBLE (Jan. 26, 1909 – Jan. 7, 2002)*

In homage - dedicated to the Chair Professor of Comparative Literature
.................at the prestigious...

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May 29, 1957: …have to think about getting a thesis director…know no professor yet in the department…someone suggested i get hold of Derek Fogg for an intro to the big guns in the philosophisches Seminar…can't...

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Hear my poem announce, then refine and restate
its life lesson suggestion Surrender YOUR Fear!
Yes, Surrender Your FEAR, watch stick rafters release
(note: I’m ‘Missing, Roof’ too, and I still love my life)
see life’s cobbled roofs fly,...

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I had lunch with Randy, between classes today. It was a perfect day. The sky was an infinite, capri blue, the wind was stirring the environment, clouds were wispy and on high - in the...

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It’s Monday afternoon, the first day after Fall Break. Several of my suitemates are here, relaxing a bit before we hit the dining hall and then scatter, like debris from a bomb. There are a...

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If the day dawns, at last, ‘Men’s Group’ (1) wants to address ‘loss’
(most feel in retirement), I’d jump at the chance! Let’s be fans!
I am loath to leave ‘Men’s Group,’ but moved too, to let...

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Heaven for Dummies, Yes, You! (Hell Debunked)

You may think I’m all ‘Ego’ or ‘Certified Loon,’
but I pray you’ll consider this humble attempt
to move riffraff from ruts, to unstick (maze stuck) muse
through a monstrous attack on...

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The front door closed behind me.

Along the city's mourning streets,
eyes glanced up,
and quickly looked away.

'Ought implies can'. 

In the Ethics seminar,
I could not help feeling like a fly on the wall.

Words drowned in heavy water,
the...

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Seminar Reflections

Liberal Lovers
invited a 2020 Trump follower
to lead them
to his personal straight white patriarchal trust
in strength
and privileged anthrocentric freedoms
to extract Earth's wealth as needed
wanted
comforting
and entertaining
and convenient probably at least,
or even at most,
for this generation
of supremely...

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Lessons On Being Poor Staying Poor

This seminar begins at once and lasts a lifetime
Being poor, staying poor, is not that complicated
A nasty person full of sin and crime is perfect for this job
Did I say...

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I groaned when I saw the e-mail at work
for the yearly harassment seminar,
every year the same useless consultant
saying,”Don’t be crude, no matter where you are,
and don’t as a coworker to the bar.”
The company’s effort to...

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After finishing a seminar based on demand and supply,
I walked out to the street and hailed a taxi going by,
and as I sat down in the seat, the taxi driver said to me,
‘my, my, your...

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I finished high school in the 60's, a decade of 'Change and Revolution'.                      ...

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You Live once 
It’s not like the battles of the sexiest, where fairy is made
Out off.
It’s the reality that no one can’t flee from, 
it’s an inescapable reality 
We all wonder how it would be...

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Make A Poem II
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton


The moon was nowhere to be found that night. The grim and 
opaque sky clouded the aura that was meant to be revealed. 
Before the grand opening of the museum,...

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Skipping thoughts across gelatin rings.
Into the reservoir of Lethologica
freezing-mirror- reflecting.
Nothings back to me.
What once was so lucid, liquid transfusive, a free flowing mainline of Offering, conducive to something.
A hopeful seminary seminar.
Priestly Dreams: Turned Cold:
WaxingColdOfPrisonOfShielding
Unseen:PulseStar Bard
Hands:Snatching...

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Homey eyes of peasant stew
A cozy-colored mossy mew
Stony cottage, snowcheeks bleu
The forest fins for frosted fruits.

The warmest thought speaks crumbly bread
A partridge purr puffs through my head
That grants the grunkest grue a ‘Get!’
To packrat out...

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I can be sincere about garbage
It's no more than a gift I now see, 
A chameleon shift into fanciful riff
That has nothing to do with me.

I'm not sure just where this gift comes from
It's potential...

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MIRACLE
       
                 Instructions of my Dad was priority.
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Religion wrapped up with a bow
Sanitized, alphabetized, in 
order all up in a row
No questions asked your belly 
full your pockets overflow 
Sieg heil, tow the party line
You'll be religion"s ho
Grab your pitchforks, torches 
too we...

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Wrectched Behavior and SickDog made there on screen debut: involving a retiring "PearlCity Pagean"Conab Rascier of Shoreteam Mittinous. They stormed the ring and destroyed his retirment party. They told him
when they were kids they loved...

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NO THROWING OF STONES:

Let it be your culture,my pals...
To not throw stones if you live in a glass house;
Unless your house capably flies into clouds.
That's when your houseflies to awe the crowds,
And you become doused.
Every...

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I spent my day shopping with Ruby
              (I find her an absolute pain)
         ...

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