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Description: | We've at least been able to conserve something if it's only the idea of conserving for conservation's sake But the community interests ought to come fir... |
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Description: | Unkind to speak of the ancestral vocabulary as dream-talk, unkind to wake the dreamer |
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Description: | The visionaries: slightly seeing as many improvements as there are egos to reckon with |
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Description: | Well-scrubbed proprieties, in no danger except the possible over-minding of their own manners or being out-voted by Activists |
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Description: | Sunday was the day when, to a stranger, almost nothing happened. But to us it was the best day of all |
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Description: | Our side of the fence is all dovetail — where they winked and upset the story-book, that's over on your side |
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Description: | The boss says — The center is — Good workmen then served two masters One a man, the other a craft A fine-edged tool biting life-long in... |
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Description: | Everybody was wonderful Stars kept rising, pink and gold Trailing threads of breathless music barely out of reach Hand to hand around the n... |
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Description: | The earth is never still, but speaks her lovers lying twined among the roots of grasses, lying long stretched out from hill to hill There wher... |
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Description: | A word without momentum that settled on a note of calm caught wind and spun its venom into froth, to cool a Sunday afternoon in June |
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Description: | Put aside anything so futile All that fermented time spent and blackened, much obscured, is now restored with cheese and wine |
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Description: | Every macho-mind knows exactly what and where it is — up front, smoking hot, born to circumstance, savage watchman of the several thousand Rights |
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Description: | A fire is not a place, but a containment to keep burning. A reassembly of inner flames around the patriarch, A school and script for golden we... |
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Description: | If we could look forward? If they could have looked forward? at what kind of life along what kind of dotted lines? At the top of the stairs, t... |
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Description: | Against the prescience of disaster is the safety of even numbers |
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Description: | Rooms remembered for what they led to What they shut out and how they silent sang |
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Description: | You who were spared I talked with night but last about the velvet years I remember from the window The one that is blown is the one gone wild |
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Description: | Dearest Daughter, The year is flown. We can't compete and we stand alone |
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Description: | "I am the man with measuring pole on my shoulder. At the age of 21 years I was sawing log in the woods. Since then I have seen the old time way go and the ... |
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Description: | Some towering hand-made genius had fighting words to sell |
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