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Clarity in Ten Words: Alien Invasion

We are unconditionally unanimously unprepared to surrender. Tell your leaders. Advertisements

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Fire to the Rain

In the jungle a millipede caterpillars onto a giant leaf on soggy ground. Far above, the rain drums the canopy, which collects the water only to redistribute it: Rivulets run down trees, along vines, join on the ground, picking up … Continue reading

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At the School Big Band Concert

The Big Band isn’t very big anymore: Four trumpets, four saxophones – and what’s the plural of euphonium? Well, there are two of those. A tuba, a trombone, one guitar, the string bass, and leader Henry on the Grand Piano, almost … Continue reading

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What I Took from the First Aid Refresh Course

The idea is to brush up on essentials. We learn how little we know. We worry how wobbly we’d be. We laugh a lot for obvious reasons: We are not making merry, merely trying to cope. We stall in the … Continue reading

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Truce on the Terrace

A red light starboard. Two white ones on the ailerons. Headed north for take-off Then banking to take on an easterly course. Moscow? Vienna? Istanbul? They flash brightly, Not competing with the light of lights But complementing it As it … Continue reading

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Dropping Her off Outside the School (Pantoum with German line)

Being considerate, wie’s eine Mutter ist, she stops the car outside the parking lot. Being considerate, she does not insist, but lets it go, assumes the girl forgot. She stops the car outside the parking lot and dreams the kiss … Continue reading

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Hurtling, a Villanelle

When I cycle downhill, I still hurtle, As I did when I first learnt to ride. I love this speed, and wish for steeper hills. I look ahead, avoiding potholes, cats. I’m sure there are nice things on either side. … Continue reading

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