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"The Convergence of the Twain," Thomas Hardy.
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"Here is one way to navigate the world."
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"…the lads were new-dressed in the years never to be had…."
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"Okay, so lately you've been shielding your eyes. The truth is they will soon readjust on their own to give you the city you grew up with, reified."
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These Streets
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I Sing the Body Electric
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Buying and Selling
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Burned
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Dog Poem
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In a Light Time
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A Hunger So Honed
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Burned
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Then
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The President
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Picture Postcard from the Other World
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The Light
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An Ordinary Morning
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Silent in America
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A Walk with Tom Jefferson
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Last Words
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Shadow Poem
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More Than a Woman
