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What men build, in the name of security, is built of straw. 

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Does the grain of sand know it is a grain of sand? 

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My dog Ben -- a mouth like a tabernacle. 

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You can have the other words-chance, luck, coincidence,
serendipity. I'll take grace. I don't know what it is exactly, but 
I'll take it. 

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The pine cone has secrets it will never tell. 

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Myself, myself, myself, that darling hut! 
How quick it will burn! 

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Death listens 
to the hum and strike of my words. 
His laughter spills. 

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Spring: there rises up from the earth such a blazing sweetness 
it fills you, thank God, with disorder.

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I am a performing artist; I perform admiration. 
Come with me, I want my poems to say. And do the same. 

Added: 2 Mar 2002 | Last Read: 2 Dec 2008 3:41 PM | Viewed: 2540 times

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