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Reality is a cliche from which we escape by metaphor.

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It may be that the ignorant man, alone, Has any chance to mate his life with life...

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Abba, dark death is the breaking of a glass. The dazzled flakes and splinters disappear. The seal is as relaxed as dirt, perdu.

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Say that it is the serenade Of a man that plays a blue guitar.

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I can't make head or tail of Life. Love is a fine thing, Art is a fine thing, Nature is a fine thing; but the average human mind and spirit ar...

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The truth in a calm world, In which there is no other meaning, itself...

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Politic man ordained Imagination as the fateful sin. Grandmother and her basketful of pears Must be the crux for our compendia.

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This death was his belief though death is a stone. This man loved earth, not heaven, enough to die.

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"Things as they are Are changed upon the blue guitar."

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Rosenbloom is dead. The tread of the carriers does not halt...

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These are the small townsmen of death, A man and a woman, like two leaves...

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The A B C of being, The ruddy temper, the hammer...

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I placed a jar in Tennessee, And round it was, upon a hill. It made the slovenly wilderness Surround that hill.

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Life contracts and death is expected, As in a season of autumn. The soldier falls.

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People fall out of windows, trees tumble down, Summer is changed to winter, the young grow old...

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Spread outward. Crack the round dome. Break through. Have liberty not as the air within a grave...

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The body dies; the body's beauty lives. So evenings die, in their green going, A wave, interminably flowing.

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Two forms move among the dead, high sleep Who by his highness quiets them, high peace...

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If there is a man white as marble Sits in a wood, in the greenest part,...

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She says, "But in contentment I still feel The need of some imperishable bliss."...

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