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Billy Collins, former US Poet Laureate and one of America's best-selling poets, reads his poem "Budapest" with animation by Julian Grey of Headgear.
Noted for their intelligent humor,...
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Come towards me
and let me look at you,
let yourself be caught up with me
by the warm of our eyes
and let me find once more
the light that shines in them,
sun of the soul that gives me life upon...
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I don´t know what I want,
I don´t even know what I´m hoping for,
I only know that I am making paths
that go through the emptiness.
I don´t know what I dream
nor even if I have nightmares,
I...
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"We won't get lost."
He says and I,
"Or sink? Or drown?"
I trust him.
"Hey, we'll have some fun."
("And how did I get into this?"
I think.)
Our journey cross the river
has begun.
("What...
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Ghosts
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
Coming to terms with the tricks our minds play, fact or fiction? From what perspective are the dots connected? Patterns of...
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I have to brush and floss and
clip each nail,
take aspirin, vitamins
to ward off ills,
clear gutters,
flip the mattress,
sort my mail.
I can't forget
to pay the rent and bills.
It's time...
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"No animals were harmed
during the filming of this production"
American Humane Association 1980
Across the screen
a cowboy rides the plain.
We watched.
He stops.
I bounced on grandma's...
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He went back in and wept upon her sleeve.
She woke and smiled. "Back to that grafted tree
Tomorrow noon I must return. I'll leave
You then. I hope I won't be long. But do not grieve
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