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Poems by Dean Faulwell, occasional ruminations about poetry. Whatever else happens in. Contact: bigdean321@yahoo.com
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- OWLHaving done whatwinter demanded,we tried to res...
- EXTREME UNCTIONThe seventh sense isthe ability to ...
- GENTLYFirst thing I dowhen I waked upin the mornin...
- NOTHING ELSEMy idea of whattime it is ticksthe hou...
- IF I WERE A CARPENTERIf I were acarpenter and you ...
- CHANGEDToken night shedsits oily feathers.Adages h...
- UNAVOIDABLEAvoiding the unavoidableis a trick no o...
- ONLY THAT
- HELENEven her ghostgets what it wantswhen it wants...
- GLASS STATUESomeone who doesn'tknow who I amknows ...
- WHITE FLAGIn the rearviewmirror I see yourwhite fl...
- TO THE CHOIRMASTERfor Paul HooverAccording to Paul...
- THOUGHTS
- SLUMPINGMy goal when I wasyoung was to dieat the e...
- NEXTfor Halai, Hosai, and SayedaThere are so manyb...
- EVERYWHERE ELSEGoing into a church,I find nothingm...
- THE MYSTERY
- REVERBERATIONShe spoke only inechoes, not by choic...
- Les Femmes d'Alger, Djamila 2, by Asad Faulwell
- DE GUSTIBUS NON EST DISPUTANDUM
- SILVERAs I wandered throughher maze of dilapidated...
- YOUTH!At least I knownow (because of myage) that I...
- RESTLESSIf I were a painting,I'd probably be anabs...
- IMMACULATEMy mother screamedwhen the phone refused...
- RON PADGETT
- OLDNothing is as sweetas the sweet pea,not even th...
- BACK AGAINfor MonirehShe died before shewoke, havi...
- TODAY'S THEOLOGY
- TICKINGI can almost heartime exhaling in thenext r...
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