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	<title>Comments on: A discipline of poetry</title>
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	<description>Chronicling a life lived in flight. Does this come with peanuts?</description>
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		<title>By: Mr. Houlihan</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mr. Houlihan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2009 06:42:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Something to share, from 1994:

&quot;Ezra P&quot;

Ezra, a light to guide my pen!

Center my craft with Confucian truth
No facile scapegoats of the Second War
Enough starred souls lie scattered over the vast killing floor

Plant my bare soles in the footsteps of your embered journey
Render now the warped wood of Whitman
Pass your carving tool, your awl, your axe
Must you cling so tightly to its handle?

I will cling to the man ‘o’ men
Enough starred souls lie scattered over the vast killing floor</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Something to share, from 1994:</p>
<p>&#8220;Ezra P&#8221;</p>
<p>Ezra, a light to guide my pen!</p>
<p>Center my craft with Confucian truth<br />
No facile scapegoats of the Second War<br />
Enough starred souls lie scattered over the vast killing floor</p>
<p>Plant my bare soles in the footsteps of your embered journey<br />
Render now the warped wood of Whitman<br />
Pass your carving tool, your awl, your axe<br />
Must you cling so tightly to its handle?</p>
<p>I will cling to the man ‘o’ men<br />
Enough starred souls lie scattered over the vast killing floor</p>
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		<title>By: Mr. Houlihan</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mr. Houlihan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2009 06:39:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Nice to see some updates after a long blogging hiatus. I haven&#039;t written a poem or even some &quot;netless&quot; scratch verse in a few years but maybe it is time to clean off the old quill and have a go.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nice to see some updates after a long blogging hiatus. I haven&#8217;t written a poem or even some &#8220;netless&#8221; scratch verse in a few years but maybe it is time to clean off the old quill and have a go.</p>
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		<title>By: olga</title>
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		<dc:creator>olga</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 07:19:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I choose you as the person I&#039;d like to share my poetry of the day with! My day&#039;s poetry was...driving home with the windows rolled down whilst perfect guitar riffs serenaded me. And I unabashedly sang along.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I choose you as the person I&#8217;d like to share my poetry of the day with! My day&#8217;s poetry was&#8230;driving home with the windows rolled down whilst perfect guitar riffs serenaded me. And I unabashedly sang along.</p>
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		<title>By: On the Eastern Journey</title>
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		<dc:creator>On the Eastern Journey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 06:00:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ok, so, I know your post was about poetry, but I just have to share that Pepper is such a dear name to my heart. Pepper was my BFF in kindergarten. Sigh. And then we moved. And moved. And moved. Ok, off to pluck a grey hair. ha.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ok, so, I know your post was about poetry, but I just have to share that Pepper is such a dear name to my heart. Pepper was my BFF in kindergarten. Sigh. And then we moved. And moved. And moved. Ok, off to pluck a grey hair. ha.</p>
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