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where the unlimited meets the limited,and the unimagined meets the imagined;where the unseen meets the seen,and the eye meets the heart;where the..

Where the unlimited, expanding, limiting itself as it expands,reaches where it can limit itself no further –there it is; there in its, our, world;..

Did they already have the image of that creaturegrazing deep within their heart and mindbefore the day when it revealed itself, gentle, sweet and..

Those to whom it has revealed itself- grazing in a grove of trees,a ray of morning sunlightlighting the dewdrops on the mossy grass;or galloping..

You know what it’s like- surely you do –you introduce one of your bestest friendsto another bestest friend,hoping for something wonderful..and they..

The joy of truth isthat it can be funnier,crazier,than fiction.On September 16 the refereesuspended a football matchfollowing complaints by the..

kick aside that rat as you chargethat's busy on the faceof your dead mate whom you've no time to bury

this poem justdoesn't come offbecause

Today a windy Monday,brisk, businesslike north wind,I would make a great altarand pile it high as heavenwith washing straight off the lineshirts like..

When I first lookedso deep into your eyesI rememberedall that I knewand had forgotten.Now, your eyes are closedbut mine are open, andI look around to..

Sometimes I wonder what it's liketo be you - eagerly seeking outnew poems of mine and of some others, too;triumphantly scoring them a 1,or if they're..

Yes you,the one who’s noisy whenhe’s here which isn’t so very often -you’ll never believe it butI know you better than you’ll ever know…oh yes I do..

the brain a gray wormceaselessly explores itselfand sometimes I think of allthe poems yet to be writtenand which I'll never readand marvel

As I walked in the sunlightand slowed at the pedestrian crossinga woman waiting therelaughedand I saw in her,pure joyand a fine, quick..

and since you're anAmerican Poet ora poet writing in Englishor however you might put thisin a cv which you'll surelynever need being uniqueand..

'I play all my country and western musicbackwards -your loverreturns,your dogcomes back to lifeand you cease to bean alcoholic'(Linda Smith..

Do cats dream of lions,and shirts dream of irons?Do cats dream of leopards,and sheep dream of shepherds?

Thanks be to Godor Darwin's theory,or perhaps both?that blue jaysand all the birds that live in splendour and eternal peaceon the pages of..

bind your booksin crocodile skinand then thereoutwon't trouble therein

Who am I?Who put me here?Why am I here?What should I do?Who will tell me who I am?Who will tell me, who put me here?Who will tell me, why I'm..

Poetry and that's without quote markspoetry is the place for the big thingsand long may it bebut that would be an inappropriate dialling tone right..

didn't ask no explanations;list'nin' cuz youse an honest man;t'ain't the words but the sound behind 'em;so keep 'em goin', cuz i knows yer can...

Time perhaps, for wonder –to look around in aweat how all that surrounds ushas somehow come about..we who do not even knowhow to grow a..

The Chinese lady optician, her upbeat mannercoming over rather strangely in her pronunciation,peered deep into my eyes, though giving no signof..

To coin a metaphor:It's like a Protestantwandering into a Catholic churchand hearing someone just out of the confessionalmuttering 32 Hail Mary's as..