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4:12 PM 10/25/01 ()
I lived in a tree. The dream specified
pine, as though it thought I needed
prompting to keep mourning. I hate
when your own dreams treat you as stupid.
	--Louise Gluck, Condo
5:02 PM 10/15/01 ()
She sang beyond the genius of the sea.
The water never formed to mind or voice,
Like a body wholly body, fluttering
Its empty sleeves;
	--Wallace Stevens, The Idea of Order at Key 
11:54 PM 10/11/01 ()
in the rush of breath a window
of revolution allowed you
on this jaundiced stair in this huge lashed eye
footsteps I'm following you with
	--Adrienne Rich, Modotti
4:23 PM 10/05/01 ()
	and yesterday
it seemed true that suddenly 
inside of the newspaper 
there was a powerline and 
my heart stopped
	--Lisa Jarnot, Brooklyn Anchorage
1:39 PM 10/03/01 ()
Take hold of the shaft of the pen
Subscribe to the first step taken
From a justified line
Into the margin.
	--Seamus Heaney, First Gloss
1:53 PM 09/25/01 ()
Between a door ajar and a room within 
there seems to lie the life, 
heavy with skill, dark to fingertips 
a surface clogged with shadow 
	--Adrian Dannatt, After a Giselle Freund 
4:53 PM 09/24/01 ()
I used to admire the surrealism of rock lyrics, the wild non- 
sequiturs. Then I realized it was just my fucking ears.
	--Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath 
	Her Feet
9:44 AM 09/18/01 ()
I say iridescent and I look down.
The leaves very still as they are carried.
	--Jorie Graham, The Surface
1:52 PM 09/12/01 (steve burt)
there's not enough
	poured concrete
		and brassy
	--Frank O'Hara, Walking
10:25 AM 09/10/01 ()
Somewhere someone is traveling furiously toward you,
At incredible speed, traveling day and night,
	--John Ashbery, At North Farm
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