Seventy One Poems - Poems about Seventy One

...algorithm... nineteen seventy-one bolt, back god, quivers perforation – split by the winter rain in darkness comes madness from nothing comes pain algorithm... heartbeat – one two one ......

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...a hug seems to always be welcome if the recipient is a child older people may be more hesitant, but they might warm up my mother was not a hugger; but I began hugging her when I was fifty she was ......

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...This world? Moonlit dew flicked from a crane’s bill. —Eihei Dogen Kigen translation by Michael R. Burch Seventy-one? How long can a dewdrop last? —Eihei Dogen Kigen translation of his jisei ......

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...my arm is tender my leg is sore hobbling and limping shall I tell you more? my ankles are killing me dual arthritis you see each step down brings a giant frown I’m falling apart a pain i......

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...Almost fifty-three years ago, I became your grandson. You died 30 years ago today at the age of seventy-one. You became sick when a doctor prescribed you some Dilantin. The allergy ended your life......

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...I know you've heard the story. I think everybody has. About the Downey boy who won second place In everything that was. In that Southern California city, Downey was its name, In every city-wi......

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...I used to be able to dance and sing Seventy-one has a different ring My ankles are screaming in pain right now Teeth are cracked and broken, cannot eat cow Would walk with a limp if I thought I......

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...I want to kill my classmates she told me. You don’t mean that, I said. She shakes her head up and down. I would love it if they were slaughtered. I am surprised, she is an innocent looking six-yea......

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...I am seventy-one I could die at any second. I tell this to my nurse. She says “stop!” She calls me silly. I am seventy-one. I like it. I had a peanut butter cup and creamed soda for breakfas......

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...A tiny bit of surgery will turn you into a cat I loved the idea, and told my cousin, Rat. He rolled his eyes saying it would be dumb to do. What does he know? He is a mere baby, only forty-two. ......

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...At the doctor’s office I spend time observing the others They have no idea I am doing it For I am staring at my phone, instead of them Taking sneak peek glances. no one sees me anyway. At seven......

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...I did not hesitate for one second. I am an elementary school counselor. I get to play with children. They uplift me, and delight me. I do my best to stop their tears and get them back to clas......

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...I usually do not bring in a photo when I get my hair cut. But today I felt like it. So I did. This is what I want my hair to look like. The hairdresser stares at it. We can do that. I won’t loo......

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...ZEN DEATH HAIKU VIII These are my modern English translations of Japanese Zen Death Haiku. Had I not known I was already dead I might have mourned my own passing. —Ota Dokan, loose transla......

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...Michelangelo was seventy-one years young when he began designing St Peter’s Basilica, Vatican’s Dome Lying on scaffolds for hours a day, it was a labor of love His final hurrah, a worthwhile sacri......

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