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Page 169 from Issue 80 minds who have lined up against him. Bloom makes no mention of Ortega in ... cutting edge. But Ortega resisted quite as staunchly as Bloom could have wished the novelties and ideas ... from Bloom's by including a fair number of contemporary authors. He would have made much of ...
and chrome hammers, and the chords, which are not music, wake the soul. A man pries loose a frozen ... Page 57 from Issue 80 Again Consider the Wind Brooks Haxton The wind continuing to turn and turn ... back in its turning does not sing, though in December it may strike the living maple twigs with crystal ...
Page 229 from Issue 80 Monday night, FebTU4ry 24. Weary, work not done, week scarcely begun: such ... mortal falls, the edge of heat keeps up so short a time ••.. Wednesday, March 5.••. I found the two ... 228).19 Actually, the entry venting her jealous rage against her husband (after coming upon him ...
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Page 46 from Issue 80 Four Poems w. s. Di Piero The Next Room Like leaves and coils of leaf dust ... Careening, famished, cupboard to fridge, you reach me here 46 Issue 80 page W. S. Di Piero Poetry Work Issue ... 80 Print Share Tweet ...
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Page 7 from Issue 80 Three Poems Charles o. Hartman Anthem I remember Bird, I remember Clifford, ... is, what a difference A day made, what's new, what now, My love. What is there to say? I hear ... deed I do. So what? I want to be Where you are. I remember you. 7 Issue 80 page ...
Page 260 from Issue 80 some mad striptease of art, tell all, embarrass everyone, even the dog and ... bring the gossip hounds to sniff the ruins, the mess I made of it all. She would like, we infer, to be ... exquisite screen of evergreen and tears. The earth abideth forever; its inhabitants merely come and go, ...

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