Octavia Poems - Poems about Octavia

...Cantos Uno Obsessive Eclipse Octavia Israel is like a mote on mankind’s face Born on May 14 1948 , A host of problems a bloody disgrace I see two eclipses to change it’s fate, A lunar eclip......

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...1. John Desmond Patrick Keegan 2. Alfred, Lord Tennyson 3. Sally Aline Mae Beller 4. Charles Edward A. Berry 5. Ambrose Gwinnett Bierce 6. Béla Ferenc Dezso Blaskó 7. Joh......

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...Premiered at The Empatheater, Kenosha, WI – 11/4/1991 ACT 1 A Will of Its Own Autumn’s Blessing Lejna Tasha Belle All the Way Home Nativity Window Marley Plays the Bottom Line Sideman’s S......

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...What’s left of Octavia glides down the hall Past the portraits she painted in life, Now framed in mahogany, rosewood, and oak, And they’re hers for the haunting tonight. She looks for the canva......

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...Helen Keller who amidst deafness and blindness, Had turned poet, writer, and lady of kindness… Peter Winkler, who, though, arthritis affected, Wrote and left his soul, never to feel dejected… ......

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...Every story I create, creates me. I write to create myself ~ Octavia E. Butler Every life is an inimitable story ... My life is a story, yo......

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... My poor vocabulary babies are gon missing Tell me kind sir, have you seen them? Us etymological mothers to lingual children of lost former meaning, we are milk carton crying Man......

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...My thing is, Yang dear, EarthMother is much RNA-green older than mammalian red-DNA Yang. Yes, seniority breeds long-term nutritious merit, I remember this history lesson from your creation ......

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...The Universe is the only self-referential reality in the phenomenal world. It is the only text without context. Thomas Berry And yet could no the same be said of time as text without spati......

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...An ape field is characterized by the numbers of bananas who climb with care through long grass. Much is the secretions of melons attempting a tango. Whilst lemons lie down on billiard tables. In boar......

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...My deplorable emotional collapse. Lucky for me, she happened to be in her many hour siestas! My dear sister amelie came over (previously arranged to pick up some rocks that z mama rolled in a pile......

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...As Sol arises, greets the morn the soon test taker wails, "I'm doomed! If I had only read The Canterbury Tales! Or more of Samuel Collerige, or Wordsworth, Yeats or Shelley, More Medieval or ......

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