Three shadows.
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A Thunderstorm Rolls through Central Jersey at Eight P.M.
and somehow I'd forgotten what a good storm brings—
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not just the applauding rain and waterfall-whistling
of falling water-wind, but the eerie glow of
the interior of the house. Not an absence
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Poems on Poems about Poems
I.
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I dislike prose
for the truths it tells;
I dislike poetry
for the truths it tells not.
II.
Sprawling its limbs in the shade of the tree,
the poem eyes the landscape,
wary of any threat to its pride.
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Seated Men
At the Museu Picasso

Pablo Picasso, Home assegut (Seated Man), 1917. Oil on canvas. At the Museu Picasso, Barcelona. One watches the world for the first time.
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Another unfolds what
the first sees,
