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say good-bye to you, my friends, to say good-bye to my table-and be off! [Puts his charts into ... leaving. [There is the sound of bells.) They're bringing my horses.... Now nothing remains but to ... good-bye is not just a piece of furniture-this is not like Gaev absurdly addressing the "much ...
Fall 1986
man sails from the high black cab of his truck. My childish fancy was answering a real need, to rescue ... imagination. As one gets older, poetry's share in the normal conditions of work­ the habituations, ... poetry as a job, or trade, or indeed as "work." We need common terms, of course, and ...
Michael McFee
hello or goodbye buss is a surrender of self, a willing sacrifice of voice and sight and ... another, the kisser and kissee disappearing into a single body 415 Issue 107-108 page Michael McFee Poetry ...
Walter McDonald
feet. On earth, he said, you can say goodbye. If you were lost or crippled, loved fishing or softball or ... Issue 64 page Walter McDonald Tuesday, October 1, 1985 Poetry Work Issue 64 Print Share Tweet ...
and it makes for outside poetry which is composed in Gaza, and not on the holy hills of Jerusalem. ... I know I have told you this many times, and just as many times, with rare exceptions, you have shunned my ... We are animals and without thinking what we should do, we go to what we need.... You have my love and ...
Molly McQuade
vanity. The blackened steel Russian-style kokoshnik failed to woo the Indian prince's fancy ... crude charcoal on paper, 103 Issue 114 page Molly McQuade Tuesday, October 1, 2002 Poetry Work Issue 114 ...
Fall 1988
shows us things not as they are but as we, under excessive emotion or fancy, say they are. Yet it is ... "willful" fancy, its mechanical habits, he principally reprehends: the pathetic fallacy become a literary ... in their range, though their range is different; and with poetry second-rate in quality no one ought ...
ground! You seem to want to be helpful to those up there in the village... Ergo my fancy of fire- your ... sacrificial death. Such fancies can breed theologies; baroque and green as pond-scum. 3 Nothing like bad Greek ...
Winter 2004
. I hope I'll see you soon. RASKOLNIKOV: Yes. Soon. Goodbye. She disappears. RASKOLNIKOV: My God. ... (A secret, to him) Besides, I'm going out on my own tonight. RASKOLNIKOV: Really? ... sell some of my lacework. My collars, you know, you've seen them. But I'm going to ...
Howard Nemerov
the piece of brown wrapping paper. Dear Doris, When I first got married, you complained that my Max ... each other and were very happy. I know I was too proud to take any money from you when my Max died and ... threw her arms around him. "Just like a movie star. A real fancy lady." Mr. Nemerov ...

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