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the movie theater&lt;br /&gt;meet to play games at internet cafe&lt;br /&gt;go camping on a hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;what do you do on the the first day of the year?&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep &lt;br /&gt;play&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;play&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;sleep&lt;br /&gt;play&lt;br /&gt;sleep &lt;br /&gt;eat&lt;br /&gt;eat&lt;br /&gt;visit grandfather&lt;br /&gt;play &lt;br /&gt;play&lt;br /&gt;meet friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;are you happy or unhappy on new years day? why?&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not happy-no reason&lt;br /&gt;happy-new year&lt;br /&gt;happy-my birthday&lt;br /&gt;happy-it's jenny's birthday&lt;br /&gt;happy-my parents give me money&lt;br /&gt;happy-first day&lt;br /&gt;happy-money&lt;br /&gt;unhappy-old&lt;br /&gt;happy-new school friends&lt;br /&gt;not happy-study too much&lt;br /&gt;happy-new school friends&lt;br /&gt;happy-new school friends&lt;br /&gt;happy-new classes&lt;br /&gt;happy happy-new classes&lt;br /&gt;happy-winter vacation&lt;br /&gt;happy-holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;what is the biggest difference between this year and the last?&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my age&lt;br /&gt;my mind&lt;br /&gt;my age&lt;br /&gt;my class&lt;br /&gt;my class&lt;br /&gt;my habit&lt;br /&gt;my mind&lt;br /&gt;my style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;a yes or no question&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no &lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;are you happy you are getting older? why?&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no-have to study more&lt;br /&gt;yes-no study&lt;br /&gt;yes-my dream is to be a basketball player&lt;br /&gt;no-i am afraid of life&lt;br /&gt;no-because i'll get older&lt;br /&gt;yes-my dream is to be a surgeon&lt;br /&gt;no-i have to work hard&lt;br /&gt;no-tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;as you get older does time go by faster?&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes-very busy/not enough sleep&lt;br /&gt;no-i don't know&lt;br /&gt;no-i don't know&lt;br /&gt;different each day&lt;br /&gt;no-i don't know&lt;br /&gt;no-i don't know&lt;br /&gt;no-when i study&lt;br /&gt;one year, very fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;do you get money on new years day?&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes~200,000won&lt;br /&gt;yes~100,000won&lt;br /&gt;no~nothing&lt;br /&gt;yes~100,000won&lt;br /&gt;yes~i don't know&lt;br /&gt;yes~i don't know&lt;br /&gt;yes~i don't know&lt;br /&gt;no~my parents cook a feast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-3120472637193822401?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/3120472637193822401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;good poem, bad book report&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three dadaist book reports that were amazingly written by Korean&lt;br /&gt;students who can barely write a sentence of English.&lt;br /&gt;as I remarked to a student on the bottom of one of the reports handed&lt;br /&gt;in "good poem, bad book report."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;by Chuie Yun Yeong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You Lived at the Time of the Great San Francisco Earthquake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start earthquake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;br /&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spurt volcano!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a 'volcano' movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;br /&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;br /&gt;very very very very very very enormous disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;composure !! a bamboo broom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And earthquake and volcano is very very very very very very very very&lt;br /&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;br /&gt;very very very very very very very very very very very very very very&lt;br /&gt;very very very very very very very very scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Good poem, bad book report-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;by You Yong Uo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOLEN BASE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEARLING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contents is irrelevant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man does and baseball to lose sought the squid foot hold which&lt;br /&gt;throws away tries to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know the dog was death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The award winning Nate the great series,hailed in booklist as&lt;br /&gt;"groundbreaking," has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resulted in Nate's real world appearances in the New York Times&lt;br /&gt;crossword puzzle, sporting a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milk mustache in magazines and posters,and on more than 28 million&lt;br /&gt;boxes of Cheerios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last contents is absurd&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by You Yong Uo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who comes out to this book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the detective The details to a case today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend the detective was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a woman euro fortune vacation from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the house. the even is received I the gar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bage can is falling down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every night over the detective whom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;says that the food and is coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out did lurks events&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the detective continuously lurks and the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one person who finds out 2 people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suspects the exaltation and the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one person was the pup which the detective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is raising&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The detective in order to know the criminal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is positive more was the pup which&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally lurks the criminal raises the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;detective The detective released an&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;event and the (ccyay) side one one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest which comes to come in the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house took&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-3225065267946455898?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No warning shots just a laundry list of injuries.&lt;br /&gt;It can all be to much, &lt;br /&gt;The Riddlers try and riddle Me.&lt;br /&gt;The stress is high  &lt;br /&gt;Battle in the Middle East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late night slasher flick&lt;br /&gt;Watching peeps get greased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boogiemen shadowdance&lt;br /&gt;Horror thought disco&lt;br /&gt;Paranoia keeps the situation heated. &lt;br /&gt;Chicken fried in Crisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One false move.&lt;br /&gt;We are goners.&lt;br /&gt;Told you two times &lt;br /&gt;Now why bother.&lt;br /&gt;What in blue blazes.&lt;br /&gt;Ka-boom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-5545551385970044483?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/5545551385970044483/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-8659205338892646779</id><published>2009-04-16T21:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:28:41.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifteen</title><content type='html'>Abstain&lt;br /&gt;Sweeping frame&lt;br /&gt;Mundane (Mountain)&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit (Inhibit)&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;Time Out&lt;br /&gt;Someday&lt;br /&gt;Prohibit (Forbid It)&lt;br /&gt;Spectacular (Mountain)&lt;br /&gt;Monument&lt;br /&gt;Tantamount&lt;br /&gt;Salacious&lt;br /&gt;(Carry [the]) Count&lt;br /&gt;Marked&lt;br /&gt;Down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8659205338892646779?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-8649045925479346711</id><published>2009-04-12T13:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T13:54:33.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;poem found on 18th street steps&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T- take my love for granted.&lt;br /&gt;R-replace my love with someone else&lt;br /&gt;E-&lt;/em&gt;      *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-taking my love for granted&lt;br /&gt;R-replace my smile with tears&lt;br /&gt;E-everytime i think of you&lt;br /&gt;N-no one ever loves me the way i love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-never can be happy&lt;br /&gt;E-everytime i think things are goin so well&lt;br /&gt;L-loving someone who doesn't love you back&lt;br /&gt;B-before you broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;Y-you'll never understand my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-no one knows how i feel right now&lt;br /&gt;E-even when i though you were different&lt;br /&gt;L-loving someone who doesn't love you back!&lt;br /&gt;B-babe you really don't know how much i love you&lt;br /&gt;Y-you broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*crossed out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8649045925479346711?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/8649045925479346711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=8649045925479346711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8649045925479346711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Here is the blog - http://dsteelepoeticsaudio.blogspot.com/ - you can subscribe to the feeds under the "advanced settings" and "subscribe to podcast" in iTunes.  Enter this address - http://dsteelepoeticsaudio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default - in the URL window.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8308783970406862419?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/8308783970406862419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=8308783970406862419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8308783970406862419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8308783970406862419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-made-podcast-of-transformer-gallery.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-8029615362027837817</id><published>2009-01-26T20:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T20:40:47.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;hey there&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a second here&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to write &lt;br /&gt;a poem here&lt;br /&gt;wait a second there&lt;br /&gt;i'll write a poem here&lt;br /&gt;in a second here&lt;br /&gt;there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8029615362027837817?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/8029615362027837817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=8029615362027837817&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8029615362027837817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8029615362027837817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-there-in-second-here-im-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-7299563515448483672</id><published>2008-10-27T18:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:00:34.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;the belfast co-op store&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;123 High Street, Belfast, Maine 04915&lt;br /&gt;207-338-2532 www.belfast.coop&lt;br /&gt;Open 7:30am to 8:00pm 7 days a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/27/2008  5:11 PM  628295&lt;br /&gt;02 Hillary&lt;br /&gt;02307  Tuva Breads  4.79&lt;br /&gt;02712  Cadwells Org Beef 7.49&lt;br /&gt;02468  Scottish Highland Ground St&lt;br /&gt;    0.991  @ $7.49    7.42&lt;br /&gt;786150000571    Stella Artois 22o 2.59&lt;br /&gt;* * * Age Verified&lt;br /&gt;88895    $.05 Bottle Deposit  0.05&lt;br /&gt;786150000571    Stella Artois 22o 2.59&lt;br /&gt;* * * Age Verified&lt;br /&gt;88895    $.05 Bottle Deposit  0.05&lt;br /&gt;94065  Peper, Green Bell&lt;br /&gt;    0.97 lb @ $3.99/lb  3.87&lt;br /&gt;94686  Pepper, Sweet Italian&lt;br /&gt;    0.36 lb @ $3.99/lb  1.44&lt;br /&gt;93165  Raddichio, Trevisio&lt;br /&gt;    0.46 lb @ $6.49/lb  2.99&lt;br /&gt;02837  Dubliner's Irish Ch&lt;br /&gt;    0.6 @ $0.99  6.59&lt;br /&gt;94782  Squash, Yellow Summe&lt;br /&gt;    0.84 lb @ $2.99/lb  2.5&lt;br /&gt;94684  Mushroom, Crimini&lt;br /&gt;    0.35 lb @ $4.99/lb  1.75&lt;br /&gt;Debit        44.39&lt;br /&gt;SUBTOTAL        44.13&lt;br /&gt;5% Me Sales Tx        0.26&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL        44.39&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL TENDERED        44.39&lt;br /&gt;CHANGE        0.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        CARD INFORMATION  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Card Type: DEBIT  (Swiped)&lt;br /&gt;Account #: XXXXXXXXXXXX0018&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMount: $44.39&lt;br /&gt;Date: 10/7/008 17:12:57&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reference #: 0173&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    *No returns without a receipt*&lt;br /&gt;Please call or return within 14 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Questions? Comments?&lt;br /&gt;    JOIN THE CONVERSATION!&lt;br /&gt;    belfast.coop/blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    MEMBER ORIENTATION&lt;br /&gt;  Sun.Oct.19th, 4-5:30pm,Cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Wine Tasting&lt;br /&gt;  Fri.Oct.24th,7-9pm,Cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-7299563515448483672?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/7299563515448483672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=7299563515448483672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/7299563515448483672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/7299563515448483672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/10/belfast-co-op-store-123-high-street.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-6215358411923806603</id><published>2008-09-21T19:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T00:08:00.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;unselected notes from the night&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Melvins&lt;br /&gt;made me do it&lt;br /&gt;I see "Burn After&lt;br /&gt;Reading"&lt;br /&gt;Go to bar &lt;br /&gt;ask for info&lt;br /&gt;on publishing&lt;br /&gt;Still talking &lt;br /&gt;about my 3&lt;br /&gt;beast pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't afford&lt;br /&gt;to be a &lt;br /&gt;yachtsman&lt;br /&gt;I am a&lt;br /&gt;raftsman&lt;br /&gt;can't afford a&lt;br /&gt;yacht, man&lt;br /&gt;I am in&lt;br /&gt;the K-mart&lt;br /&gt;Raft Club&lt;br /&gt;The Raft Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold River&lt;br /&gt;Vodka, distinctive&lt;br /&gt;Maine potato&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen Closed&lt;br /&gt;Steelers won&lt;br /&gt;Look up &lt;br /&gt;Stomp in&lt;br /&gt;Maine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubs &amp; Astros&lt;br /&gt;one a natural&lt;br /&gt;disaster waiting&lt;br /&gt;to happen&lt;br /&gt;the other&lt;br /&gt;nature young&lt;br /&gt;trying to live&lt;br /&gt;who will&lt;br /&gt;you root&lt;br /&gt;for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat Wellenbach&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;Bob&lt;br /&gt;RBukaty@ap.org&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only chance&lt;br /&gt;I have at paying&lt;br /&gt;off my student&lt;br /&gt;loans is to&lt;br /&gt;get a job as&lt;br /&gt;a renowned&lt;br /&gt;Photojournalist&lt;br /&gt;Even if my &lt;br /&gt;dreams were&lt;br /&gt;simple and&lt;br /&gt;Pickett-fenced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my dream&lt;br /&gt;is to be free&lt;br /&gt;of student&lt;br /&gt;loans.  one&lt;br /&gt;of my main&lt;br /&gt;catalysts&lt;br /&gt;my goals&lt;br /&gt;increase w/&lt;br /&gt;my debt&lt;br /&gt;I loath you&lt;br /&gt;autodidact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I needed&lt;br /&gt;teachers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight was&lt;br /&gt;a strange night&lt;br /&gt;for baseball&lt;br /&gt;September 17&lt;br /&gt;2008 was a&lt;br /&gt;strange night&lt;br /&gt;for baseball&lt;br /&gt;in America&lt;br /&gt;on the&lt;br /&gt;television&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put an old&lt;br /&gt;western on the&lt;br /&gt;TV behind the&lt;br /&gt;bar.  and the&lt;br /&gt;Jukebox plays&lt;br /&gt;"more human&lt;br /&gt;than human"&lt;br /&gt;as pool is &lt;br /&gt;played beer&lt;br /&gt;is drank&lt;br /&gt;drink is drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-photo&lt;br /&gt;Waterville&lt;br /&gt;House of Pizza&lt;br /&gt;12:45 A.M.&lt;br /&gt;eat a 99 cent&lt;br /&gt;bag of Sun Chips&lt;br /&gt;while waiting&lt;br /&gt;for an anchovy&lt;br /&gt;feta and spinach&lt;br /&gt;pizza eat reg drinking&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Smith&lt;br /&gt;(580) 678-2925&lt;br /&gt;A 27 45th&lt;br /&gt;brigade&lt;br /&gt;Okla, Nat Guard&lt;br /&gt;Third time&lt;br /&gt;being deployed&lt;br /&gt;196147&lt;br /&gt;197028&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold War Kids&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;Grateful Dead&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;U2&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;Drink, Pool, talk&lt;br /&gt;tables, table, bar&lt;br /&gt;hand movement&lt;br /&gt;mouth movement&lt;br /&gt;... this is&lt;br /&gt;a long fucking&lt;br /&gt;song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to never&lt;br /&gt;buy Shell gasoline&lt;br /&gt;b/c they used an&lt;br /&gt;assassin to kill&lt;br /&gt;an African leader&lt;br /&gt;(Nigeria?)&lt;br /&gt;who opposed&lt;br /&gt;their drilling&lt;br /&gt;also, try and&lt;br /&gt;avoid Exxon&lt;br /&gt;b/c of their&lt;br /&gt;irresponsible&lt;br /&gt;environmentalism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a girl starts&lt;br /&gt;talking in depth&lt;br /&gt;about nothing&lt;br /&gt;I say from&lt;br /&gt;down the bar&lt;br /&gt;"your guys'&lt;br /&gt;date is boring!"&lt;br /&gt;they still talk&lt;br /&gt;of alcohol and&lt;br /&gt;I am still &lt;br /&gt;drinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've pissed&lt;br /&gt;in the famous&lt;br /&gt;urinals of&lt;br /&gt;Orlando florida&lt;br /&gt;I've pissed in&lt;br /&gt;the urinals&lt;br /&gt;of D.C. of L.A.&lt;br /&gt;urinals of&lt;br /&gt;great celebrities&lt;br /&gt;I have pissed&lt;br /&gt;in the urinals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of famous&lt;br /&gt;artists in fact&lt;br /&gt;I just felt&lt;br /&gt;a drop on&lt;br /&gt;my thigh&lt;br /&gt;p.s. go to a&lt;br /&gt;Place on the&lt;br /&gt;airport Road&lt;br /&gt;called T.J.'s (?)&lt;br /&gt;to play pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Custodians &lt;br /&gt;of Rock 'n' Roll&lt;br /&gt;they don't ride&lt;br /&gt;like that&lt;br /&gt;anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sgt&lt;br /&gt;Mike Smith,&lt;br /&gt;multiple launch&lt;br /&gt;Rocket system,&lt;br /&gt;AT-4 A Co.&lt;br /&gt;27 Brigade Support&lt;br /&gt;Battalion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An island in&lt;br /&gt;Maine&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey here's&lt;br /&gt;a request for&lt;br /&gt;a favor&lt;br /&gt;pass me those&lt;br /&gt;bottles over&lt;br /&gt;there&lt;br /&gt;clank, clank&lt;br /&gt;quarters&lt;br /&gt;quarter&lt;br /&gt;quar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography is&lt;br /&gt;a science that&lt;br /&gt;produces art&lt;br /&gt;what in the&lt;br /&gt;hell are they&lt;br /&gt;playing, what&lt;br /&gt;in the hell is&lt;br /&gt;he drinking,&lt;br /&gt;what in the &lt;br /&gt;hell does she&lt;br /&gt;have in her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hair.&lt;br /&gt;I think I&lt;br /&gt;Know you from&lt;br /&gt;somewhere but&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do&lt;br /&gt;don't eat tuna&lt;br /&gt;more than&lt;br /&gt;twice a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(mercury)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-6215358411923806603?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/6215358411923806603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=6215358411923806603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/6215358411923806603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/6215358411923806603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/09/unselected-notes-from-night-melvins.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-8992249111451705005</id><published>2008-09-14T14:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:05:28.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;untitled notes from the night&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to think&lt;br /&gt;of a way to&lt;br /&gt;explain the&lt;br /&gt;sound of the&lt;br /&gt;synthesized&lt;br /&gt;calypso drum&lt;br /&gt;in words&lt;br /&gt;Junga Junga Junga&lt;br /&gt;Bwa Ba Bwwa B, ah&lt;br /&gt;some of the&lt;br /&gt;barmaids are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off tonight&lt;br /&gt;with their&lt;br /&gt;friends dancing&lt;br /&gt;w/ pool sticks&lt;br /&gt;dancing w/&lt;br /&gt;lovers dancing&lt;br /&gt;w/ me&lt;br /&gt;tit tit ta tee&lt;br /&gt;tit tit ta tee&lt;br /&gt;Bwwa Bwa Bwwa Bwah&lt;br /&gt;tap a tap tap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-At War&lt;br /&gt;-Yesterday 9/11&lt;br /&gt;-that's it&lt;br /&gt;Man at the&lt;br /&gt;bar explaining&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;world news&lt;br /&gt;section I&lt;br /&gt;can't find in&lt;br /&gt;the paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamond rings&lt;br /&gt;around the&lt;br /&gt;fingers of&lt;br /&gt;a woman&lt;br /&gt;like fingers&lt;br /&gt;around the&lt;br /&gt;neck of&lt;br /&gt;a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12-0-9 yeah I&lt;br /&gt;still got time&lt;br /&gt;one more&lt;br /&gt;got a straw&lt;br /&gt;or 3 I am&lt;br /&gt;whistling now&lt;br /&gt;to the beat&lt;br /&gt;tune music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catharsis&lt;br /&gt;photography&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;Somebody crowd&lt;br /&gt;surfs.&lt;br /&gt;everybody gives&lt;br /&gt;the wild man&lt;br /&gt;room to dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like&lt;br /&gt;to do Scientific&lt;br /&gt;Photography of&lt;br /&gt;Mainers dancing&lt;br /&gt;like Eadweard J.&lt;br /&gt;Muybridge's&lt;br /&gt;horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3,217 days&lt;br /&gt;ago gas was&lt;br /&gt;$2.37 cents&lt;br /&gt;Less according&lt;br /&gt;to the television&lt;br /&gt;What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;"Jessica"&lt;br /&gt;"What's you&lt;br /&gt;name?"&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild man dances&lt;br /&gt;is here also&lt;br /&gt;in the Pub dancing&lt;br /&gt;to music&lt;br /&gt;he has his&lt;br /&gt;dreads in&lt;br /&gt;shoes off&lt;br /&gt;shirt sweat&lt;br /&gt;touches me passing&lt;br /&gt;sick&lt;br /&gt;wooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home&lt;br /&gt;from bar,&lt;br /&gt;(look out window&lt;br /&gt;to make sure&lt;br /&gt;House of Pizza&lt;br /&gt;is still open)&lt;br /&gt;order an&lt;br /&gt;anchovy, bacon&lt;br /&gt;chicken pizza&lt;br /&gt;for pickup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell Jenn they&lt;br /&gt;must think I&lt;br /&gt;am satanic for&lt;br /&gt;ordering such&lt;br /&gt;a pizza&lt;br /&gt;I tell her that&lt;br /&gt;Vegitarians (she&lt;br /&gt;must know being&lt;br /&gt;one) gather in&lt;br /&gt;the night when&lt;br /&gt;the moon is&lt;br /&gt;in the 4th&lt;br /&gt;position&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they gather to&lt;br /&gt;eat The Apocalyptic&lt;br /&gt;Pizza.  Underground.&lt;br /&gt;draped &amp; Huddled&lt;br /&gt;eating bird&lt;br /&gt;mammal &amp; fish&lt;br /&gt;tomato sauce&lt;br /&gt;like blood on &lt;br /&gt;their faces&lt;br /&gt;don't let them&lt;br /&gt;see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8992249111451705005?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/8992249111451705005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=8992249111451705005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8992249111451705005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8992249111451705005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/09/try-to-think-of-way-to-explain-sound-of.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-7228460386591549609</id><published>2008-09-12T09:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T09:56:03.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;trivia night at mainely brews&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What evacuated islands did Hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Ike completely miss?&lt;br /&gt;A: The Florida Keys&lt;br /&gt;2. Where is Roof Masters&lt;br /&gt;located?&lt;br /&gt;A. Windham, Me.&lt;br /&gt;3. My ankles are&lt;br /&gt;Swollen, my feet&lt;br /&gt;are blistered &amp;&lt;br /&gt;bleeding.  The&lt;br /&gt;Surgical pins &amp; Rods&lt;br /&gt;in my leg are&lt;br /&gt;Shifting loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-7228460386591549609?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/7228460386591549609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=7228460386591549609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/7228460386591549609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/7228460386591549609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/09/trivia-night-at-mainely-brews-1.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-2906991403926707975</id><published>2008-09-12T09:15:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:10:50.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;more notes from the night&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      He sounds &lt;br /&gt;like he's calling&lt;br /&gt;an ambulance&lt;br /&gt;(Bartender calling&lt;br /&gt;a cab.)&lt;br /&gt;The future is&lt;br /&gt;full of computer&lt;br /&gt;problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never&lt;br /&gt;noticed the:&lt;br /&gt;spitting &amp; crotch&lt;br /&gt;grabbing of&lt;br /&gt;baseball,&lt;br /&gt;the roller&lt;br /&gt;coaster of&lt;br /&gt;disco melody,&lt;br /&gt;The crazy&lt;br /&gt;mathematics of&lt;br /&gt;working at&lt;br /&gt;a bar, spitting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am into&lt;br /&gt;wide eyes&lt;br /&gt;I am not &lt;br /&gt;scared of you&lt;br /&gt;I am always&lt;br /&gt;in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm born&lt;br /&gt;in the&lt;br /&gt;U.S.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm going&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;I was&lt;br /&gt;I felt&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;I get&lt;br /&gt;I reach out&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yess&lt;br /&gt;Nat's beat&lt;br /&gt;the cheesy&lt;br /&gt;Phillies&lt;br /&gt;yess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try not to&lt;br /&gt;remember&lt;br /&gt;your bad&lt;br /&gt;dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My youngest niece&lt;br /&gt;called me to tell&lt;br /&gt;me she is pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;I think it costs&lt;br /&gt;like $1 million to&lt;br /&gt;have a kid today.&lt;br /&gt;(Prices may vary in&lt;br /&gt;New York, California, and&lt;br /&gt;Las Vegas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't get to&lt;br /&gt;the Bob in&lt;br /&gt;the place &lt;br /&gt;down the&lt;br /&gt;street&lt;br /&gt;with&lt;br /&gt;three&lt;br /&gt;people have&lt;br /&gt;Has to be&lt;br /&gt;2 not even&lt;br /&gt;on a trip to&lt;br /&gt;get cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to a&lt;br /&gt;trapper's rendezvous&lt;br /&gt;today it smelt&lt;br /&gt;like skunk&lt;br /&gt;they sold a&lt;br /&gt;wide array&lt;br /&gt;of annal &lt;br /&gt;glands. the&lt;br /&gt;salesmen opened&lt;br /&gt;their containers&lt;br /&gt;for us to smell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white stripes&lt;br /&gt;skid row&lt;br /&gt;nirvana&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;using a notebook&lt;br /&gt;to lessen the&lt;br /&gt;cost of sirius&lt;br /&gt;radio + jukebox.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;Intellectus&lt;br /&gt;Half &amp; half&lt;br /&gt;envelopes&lt;br /&gt;milk&lt;br /&gt;cereal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarters for &lt;br /&gt;laundry&lt;br /&gt;forget camera&lt;br /&gt;miss picture&lt;br /&gt;saw a fire&lt;br /&gt;truck&lt;br /&gt;saw a squirrel&lt;br /&gt;and man pass&lt;br /&gt;as they crossed&lt;br /&gt;to opposite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sides of the &lt;br /&gt;street. Saw &lt;br /&gt;a tall girl with&lt;br /&gt;glasses running,&lt;br /&gt;cute.  Threw&lt;br /&gt;fallen apples&lt;br /&gt;at a littered&lt;br /&gt;cup.  A modern &lt;br /&gt;colonial New&lt;br /&gt;England Educational&lt;br /&gt;village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk until&lt;br /&gt;I'm passed&lt;br /&gt;the silver&lt;br /&gt;and brick&lt;br /&gt;houses.  Until&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking&lt;br /&gt;through the&lt;br /&gt;museum of&lt;br /&gt;a modern colonial &lt;br /&gt;New England&lt;br /&gt;Educational village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Sunday and&lt;br /&gt;I am looking&lt;br /&gt;at ancient&lt;br /&gt;images of ancient&lt;br /&gt;religion made&lt;br /&gt;of bronze,&lt;br /&gt;ceramic, steatite,&lt;br /&gt;ivory, vellum.&lt;br /&gt;I reproduce&lt;br /&gt;John Singleton Copley's&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Metcalf Bowler,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alimageworks.biz&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I'll be in the&lt;br /&gt;Art Institute of Pittsburgh's&lt;br /&gt;2008 Edition&lt;br /&gt;of the Annual Alumni&lt;br /&gt;Show - will run from&lt;br /&gt;Monday, October 20, 2008&lt;br /&gt;through Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;December 3, 2008. The&lt;br /&gt;reception will be&lt;br /&gt;held on Fri evening,&lt;br /&gt;November 4, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I can go right&lt;br /&gt;next door and&lt;br /&gt;listen to blues guitar&lt;br /&gt;and drink a beer&lt;br /&gt;and listen to the&lt;br /&gt;musician's anecdotes&lt;br /&gt;between the songs&lt;br /&gt;none of them&lt;br /&gt;understandable&lt;br /&gt;this is clear&lt;br /&gt;when the girl&lt;br /&gt;next to me asks&lt;br /&gt;"who died?"&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the words&lt;br /&gt;from the songs &lt;br /&gt;start making &lt;br /&gt;sense with the&lt;br /&gt;rambling tune&lt;br /&gt;of the guitar&lt;br /&gt;but I still can't&lt;br /&gt;understand&lt;br /&gt;a word. Until&lt;br /&gt;"It don't mean&lt;br /&gt;a thing if it&lt;br /&gt;ain't got that swing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the planet&lt;br /&gt;earth blues&lt;br /&gt;I got the&lt;br /&gt;planet earth&lt;br /&gt;blues who&lt;br /&gt;cares if it's&lt;br /&gt;your birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want &lt;br /&gt;to know&lt;br /&gt;Ahh who the&lt;br /&gt;fuck are you?&lt;br /&gt;tell me who&lt;br /&gt;are you&lt;br /&gt;kickin it &lt;br /&gt;old school&lt;br /&gt;Jaime Kennedy&lt;br /&gt;You know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night&lt;br /&gt;at the bar&lt;br /&gt;next to my&lt;br /&gt;Place is like&lt;br /&gt;no other night&lt;br /&gt;If I had woke&lt;br /&gt;up at 815 am&lt;br /&gt;when the cable&lt;br /&gt;man called you&lt;br /&gt;would have&lt;br /&gt;known this&lt;br /&gt;sooner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a girl is way&lt;br /&gt;too forward&lt;br /&gt;at the bar&lt;br /&gt;I wish she&lt;br /&gt;was hot or&lt;br /&gt;at least&lt;br /&gt;decent and&lt;br /&gt;athletic with&lt;br /&gt;no kids I'd&lt;br /&gt;be out of&lt;br /&gt;here by now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at a&lt;br /&gt;bar in New &lt;br /&gt;England with&lt;br /&gt;my Legalize the&lt;br /&gt;Irish dot Org&lt;br /&gt;shirt I am&lt;br /&gt;stereotyping&lt;br /&gt;myself and&lt;br /&gt;my ancestors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-2906991403926707975?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/2906991403926707975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=2906991403926707975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/2906991403926707975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/2906991403926707975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-notes-from-night-he-sounds-like.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-824316546504134737</id><published>2008-09-08T22:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T22:27:20.996-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crepe myrtle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lamb&apos;s ear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenn DePalma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bald cyprus'/><title type='text'>In the Garden</title><content type='html'>Cyprus bald and myrtle creeps&lt;br /&gt;Green mint and hair, soft lamb's ear&lt;br /&gt;The fruit we’re all waiting for: &lt;br /&gt;A tree, miraculous, biting and fierce, &lt;br /&gt;Daylight in the mosquitos of swarms&lt;br /&gt;Brown and small; snails they are bricks.&lt;br /&gt;The overturned, redden to ready,&lt;br /&gt;Getting tomatos, green baby, &lt;br /&gt;compost on the slime trails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-824316546504134737?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/824316546504134737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=824316546504134737&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/824316546504134737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/824316546504134737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-garden.html' title='In the Garden'/><author><name>jenn dp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05140599970833070446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-2879508788542964413</id><published>2008-08-31T12:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T13:05:51.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;notes from the night&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight Blues Cafe?&lt;br /&gt;How's that Bud Lime&lt;br /&gt;selling?&lt;br /&gt;It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;The Red Sox are playing&lt;br /&gt;the White Sox&lt;br /&gt;but does she like &lt;br /&gt;tequila? &lt;br /&gt;Be creative.&lt;br /&gt;I know What I'd&lt;br /&gt;give her on her&lt;br /&gt;birthday&lt;br /&gt;What was that?&lt;br /&gt;It was a Mich Ultra&lt;br /&gt;Pomegranete Raspberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll chase you down&lt;br /&gt;the street as&lt;br /&gt;I see you walking&lt;br /&gt;out of here.&lt;br /&gt;What time does &lt;br /&gt;the band start?&lt;br /&gt;Right about 9-10.&lt;br /&gt;What? like in an &lt;br /&gt;hour?&lt;br /&gt;no at 9:10.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I thought you &lt;br /&gt;meant sometime&lt;br /&gt;between 9 and 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I yawn too much I&lt;br /&gt;have noticed I am &lt;br /&gt;too tired I am in&lt;br /&gt;no shape to be&lt;br /&gt;playing hockey&lt;br /&gt;I am lucky that&lt;br /&gt;I am just sitting&lt;br /&gt;here and yawning &amp;&lt;br /&gt;drinking this beer&lt;br /&gt;&amp; not playing&lt;br /&gt;hockey getting&lt;br /&gt;checked in my&lt;br /&gt;face. (what does&lt;br /&gt;"checked" mean?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;field hockey&lt;br /&gt;got to find a girl&lt;br /&gt;that plays field&lt;br /&gt;hockey.&lt;br /&gt;way more hard&lt;br /&gt;core than soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douche Bags!&lt;br /&gt;from the&lt;br /&gt;fucking real&lt;br /&gt;world&lt;br /&gt;Drive Thru&lt;br /&gt;Open 24-Hrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-2879508788542964413?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/2879508788542964413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=2879508788542964413&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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too&lt;br /&gt;picking places&lt;br /&gt;collecting points&lt;br /&gt;in time like&lt;br /&gt;meat&lt;br /&gt;spread across&lt;br /&gt;my table or&lt;br /&gt;the road&lt;br /&gt;some stop and&lt;br /&gt;stand here&lt;br /&gt;to remind themselves&lt;br /&gt;the moose is&lt;br /&gt;no fictional creature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-1086905857910891144?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/1086905857910891144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=1086905857910891144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/1086905857910891144'/><link 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possession of  marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;7:27 p.m., there was a disturbance on Cony Road.&lt;br /&gt;7:54 p.m., there was a disturbance on Riverside Drive.&lt;br /&gt;9:48 p.m., there was a disturbance at Morton Place.&lt;br /&gt;10:55 p.m., there was a disturbance on Gage Street.&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;At 1:05 a.m., there was a disturbance on Stanley Street.&lt;br /&gt;2:39 a.m., police arrested a 15-year-old at a Mount Vernon Avenue business on charges of minor possessing liquor by consumption and disorderly conduct.&lt;br /&gt;7:33 a.m., a report of a structure fire at Sears on Whitten Road turned out to be a rag smoldering in a back room. Employees had used a fire extinguisher to douse the rag before firefighters arrived. There was no damage as a result of the fire.&lt;br /&gt;8:10 a.m., a burglary was reported at a Bond Brook Road business.&lt;br /&gt;10:10 a.m., fraud was reported on Mount Vernon Road.&lt;br /&gt;1:24 p.m., an accident was reported on Hospital Street. Irony?&lt;br /&gt;2:24 p.m., mischief was reported on Sewall Street.&lt;br /&gt;2:26 p.m., there was a complaint of phone harassment on Glenwood Street.&lt;br /&gt;2:32 p.m., there was a report of verbal terrorizing on Arsenal Street.&lt;br /&gt;3:21 p.m., mischief was reported on New England Road.&lt;br /&gt;3:30 p.m., a missing person, Bob Long, was reported on Crosby Street Place.&lt;br /&gt;3:34 p.m., there was a report of a burglary that occurred recently at the lottery building on Water Street. No wiining tickets found.&lt;br /&gt;3:47 p.m., theft was reported on Clark Street.&lt;br /&gt;3:51 p.m., a missing person was reported on Anthony Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;4:20 p.m., people all over Augusta smoke pot, crack, meth, etc. to celebrate 4:20&lt;br /&gt;4:50 p.m., there was a complaint of verbal terrorizing on Hope Way.&lt;br /&gt;4:55 p.m., people all over Augusta re-create the experience of 4:20&lt;br /&gt;5:11 p.m., there was an accident on Hospital Street. Again?&lt;br /&gt;5:32 p.m., there was an accident on Second Street.&lt;br /&gt;6:23 p.m., there was a report of a burglary that occurred recently on Jabee Lane.&lt;br /&gt;6:38 p.m., a burglary from a vehicle was reported on Winthrop Street.&lt;br /&gt;6:51 p.m., there was a disturbance on Winthrop Court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BELGRADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;At 5:22 p.m., there was a complaint of harassment on Castle Island Road.&lt;br /&gt;7:09 p.m., there was a report of harassment on Dustin Drive.&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;At 12:29 a.m., there was burglar alarm at a Route 27 business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHINA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;At 1:10 p.m. there was a burglar alarm at a Waterville Road business.&lt;br /&gt;8:20 p.m., Eric Powell reported on the amazing business opportunities in China. No discernible crime detected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GARDINER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;At 2:10 p.m., there was a report of offenses by juveniles on Cobbossee Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;8:45 p.m., there was a report of harassment on Winter Street.&lt;br /&gt;10:26 p.m., a missing person was reported on Brunswick Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;10:39 p.m., mischief was reported on Water Street.&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;At 8:40 a.m., mischief was reported on Brunswick Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;9:07 a.m., there was an accident on Highland Avenue.&lt;br /&gt;9:39 a.m., theft was reported on Mechanic Street.&lt;br /&gt;11:05 a.m., mischief was reported on Water Street.&lt;br /&gt;11:46 a.m., there was a report of an illegal entry into a West Street apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONMOUTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;At 8:13 a.m., a theft was reported on Seavey Corner Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ROME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;At 5:16 p.m., there was a complaint of harassment on Crystal Spring Lane.&lt;br /&gt;6:25 p.m., Hillary Clinton supporter still upset about glass ceilings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VASSALBORO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;At 4:50 p.m., there was a report of a burglary that occurred in recent days on Main Street.&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;At 10:42 a.m., theft was reported on Taber Hill Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WINDSOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;At 7:47 a.m., there was a report of sex offenses on Nickerson Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WINTHROP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;At 11:23 p.m., disorderly conduct was reported on Route 41.&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;br /&gt;At 1:18 a.m., disorderly conduct was reported on Bowdoin Street.&lt;br /&gt;8:26 a.m., a report of a weapon offense on Charles Street turned out to be a group of children playing with toy guns.&lt;br /&gt;8:29 a.m., the report from 8:29 tragically wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-2657401857732541160?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/2657401857732541160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=2657401857732541160&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/2657401857732541160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/2657401857732541160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;Foreigners and racial slurs go together; no one is indigenous anymore&lt;br /&gt;And there’s constant sighing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fierce and imperceptible coyote, is drifting around the park;&lt;br /&gt;And hiding among the surplus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mellon fungus, dryad saddle, grows wide and round from the tree,&lt;br /&gt;And the morels come up from the ground; their delicious triangle brains hardening.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Globally this week, there was a tsunami, a cyclone, an earthquake and unknown melts. &lt;br /&gt;Personally this week, there was a tsunami, a cyclone, an earthquake and untold melts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper has yellowed and the stain is from 1934, &lt;br /&gt;The collar on the shirt is forever dirtied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve heard they steal bikes there, at the bottom of the world, &lt;br /&gt;July and August are their coldest winter months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-7708875427338983119?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/7708875427338983119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=7708875427338983119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/7708875427338983119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/7708875427338983119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/05/among-travelers.html' title='among travelers'/><author><name>jenn dp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05140599970833070446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-2447124542444352446</id><published>2008-05-06T20:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T20:24:04.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Audacity of Poetry</title><content type='html'>Open to the Public!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Poe-tics Off the Page"&lt;br /&gt;Presents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Audacity of Poetry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, May 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-8 pm, performance at 7 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meatmarket Gallery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video/Sound/Smell/Touch/Taste/6th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-2447124542444352446?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/2447124542444352446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=2447124542444352446&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/2447124542444352446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/2447124542444352446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/05/audacity-of-poetry.html' title='The Audacity of Poetry'/><author><name>Casey Smith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-2174496120019826743</id><published>2008-05-06T13:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T13:29:16.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;recipe for: destruction&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three angels named&lt;br /&gt;liberty, truth &amp; freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-2174496120019826743?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/2174496120019826743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=2174496120019826743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorgeous breasts &amp; lips: Energy trading platforms&lt;br /&gt; Unique gifts: Mount Vernon job openings&lt;br /&gt;  Jump on her twin peaks: Your new casino paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short: Give her your everything&lt;br /&gt; You’ve been granted access: Don’t need no help&lt;br /&gt;  Bang hard: Discount coupon on perfume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of opportunities: Here’s one of the big ones&lt;br /&gt; Need a gift idea: The color of trash&lt;br /&gt;  Tail galore at SM beach: Bracket managers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your mailbox is almost full: Calling all galleries&lt;br /&gt; Take control in bed: Two for one&lt;br /&gt;  You’ll never believe: Out of office reply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artists for Jessica Alba: Power meets price&lt;br /&gt; Participate in soccer orgies: Requesting Oxycontin volunteers &lt;br /&gt;  Wreckfest: My friend is coming to town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digital prices: One day to score&lt;br /&gt; Media specialists: Bikini spread solutions&lt;br /&gt;  Medication refill specialists: Ready to download&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean energy open house: Summer sale to London&lt;br /&gt; Letter of recommendation: The singing revolution&lt;br /&gt;  Just you &amp; your rubber duckie: Don’t miss the savings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our team of scientists: Topless photospread&lt;br /&gt; At their liberal best: Tailored to your preference&lt;br /&gt;  This just in: A lunchbag presentation on going feral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strategic planning meeting: Car rental offers&lt;br /&gt; Impromptu cocktails: A lecture on Saudi Arabia&lt;br /&gt;  Hot memory deals: Christina Aguilera moaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfectly crafted exclusive previews: The Embassy of Poland&lt;br /&gt; Photography changes everything: No more independence&lt;br /&gt;  Minimalist concrete poetry: Spread the word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading in thirteen days: Presenting Snow Lovers&lt;br /&gt; Thank you for your enquiry: Seduction of the Stone&lt;br /&gt;  Regalia nominations: Heather’s cupcakes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-1189315322226805676?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/1189315322226805676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=1189315322226805676&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/1189315322226805676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/1189315322226805676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/03/saved-subjects.html' title='Saved Subjects'/><author><name>Casey Smith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-4493604482119197242</id><published>2008-03-09T18:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T18:59:51.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If it doesn’t fit the baby’s head could just pop right off</title><content type='html'>Smoosh it, make it fit,&lt;br /&gt;adjust the straps&lt;br /&gt;use this tool &lt;br /&gt;not like that&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to do this every time? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they fall their helmets go rolling down the street&lt;br /&gt;This isn’t good&lt;br /&gt;It’s just not right&lt;br /&gt;The lavatory key is broken in the knob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What size is it? &lt;br /&gt;It’s just not right, &lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t fit, &lt;br /&gt;I need air&lt;br /&gt;I need air now !&lt;br /&gt;The pump you sold me is broken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there really a difference?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-4493604482119197242?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/4493604482119197242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=4493604482119197242&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4493604482119197242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4493604482119197242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-it-doesnt-fit-babys-head-could-just.html' title='If it doesn’t fit the baby’s head could just pop right off'/><author><name>jenn dp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05140599970833070446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-4036402940844729101</id><published>2008-02-26T23:37:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T15:38:35.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;audio self-portrait&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey&lt;br /&gt;(teeth)&lt;br /&gt;this is a&lt;br /&gt;(mustache)&lt;br /&gt;Self Portrait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/selfportrait04.swf"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Self Portrait&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/Self_Portrait_03.swf"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Self Portrait&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/Self_Portrait_01.swf"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Self Portrait&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/Self_Portrait_02.swf"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Self Portrait&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-4036402940844729101?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/4036402940844729101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=4036402940844729101&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4036402940844729101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4036402940844729101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/02/audio-self-portrait-hey-teeth-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-4486789327627343619</id><published>2008-02-24T00:32:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T02:11:07.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;a misplaced blog comment&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/andy%20with%20the%20rerun%2002.jpg"&gt;Andy Grundberg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his words grow on trees&lt;br /&gt;his classes are full&lt;br /&gt;he’s in the hall&lt;br /&gt;behind the door&lt;br /&gt;at the top of the steps&lt;br /&gt;he stands there&lt;br /&gt;at New York Ave NW&lt;br /&gt;he is pleasant&lt;br /&gt;he is driving&lt;br /&gt;he is stopped&lt;br /&gt;for a motorcade&lt;br /&gt;giving a lecture&lt;br /&gt;getting a coffee&lt;br /&gt;wearing a rain coat&lt;br /&gt;sunglasses&lt;br /&gt;he is not in&lt;br /&gt;his office&lt;br /&gt;he has leaf&lt;br /&gt;left gone&lt;br /&gt;his words grow on trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-4486789327627343619?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/4486789327627343619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=4486789327627343619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4486789327627343619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4486789327627343619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/02/misplaced-blog-comment-andy-grundberg.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-3326184660031084023</id><published>2008-02-22T00:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T00:40:21.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Fort Western</title><content type='html'>Old Fort Western&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Built upon a gypsy catacomb.&lt;br /&gt;Gathering place of Illuminati individuals.&lt;br /&gt;Manufacturer of illegitimate afghan rugs.&lt;br /&gt;Pumping out clouds of radiation.&lt;br /&gt;Walls packed with Nazi riches.&lt;br /&gt;Provider of gray market exotic pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Fort Western&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your visage crumbles under the wails&lt;br /&gt;of Benedict Arnold's specter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-3326184660031084023?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/3326184660031084023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=3326184660031084023&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/3326184660031084023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/3326184660031084023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/02/old-fort-western_22.html' title='Old Fort Western'/><author><name>Brian O'Donoghue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164096653368478210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-5472105925688196572</id><published>2008-02-21T19:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T15:19:19.465-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old fort western'/><title type='text'>Old Fort Western</title><content type='html'>Old Fort Western the only fort with a strip club in the basement;&lt;br /&gt;Old Fort Western I loved that Halloween party you threw last year,&lt;br /&gt;And the complimentary beers you serve after your tours.&lt;br /&gt;Old Fort Western:&lt;br /&gt;Haunted by the ghosts of Judas and Brutus, Julius and Ethel, Benedict and John. &lt;br /&gt;Old Fort Western I am going to apply for your artist grant next year. &lt;br /&gt;Old Fort Western on a hill by the Kennebec, in the state of Maine,&lt;br /&gt;In the United States of America.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-5472105925688196572?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/5472105925688196572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=5472105925688196572&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/5472105925688196572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/5472105925688196572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/02/old-fort-western.html' title='Old Fort Western'/><author><name>jenn dp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05140599970833070446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-680847468748416160</id><published>2008-02-21T00:32:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T00:46:50.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;listening to the &lt;em&gt;dead&lt;/em&gt; during eclipse&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;hings &lt;b&gt;t&lt;/b&gt;o &lt;b&gt;d&lt;/b&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;vibes? vibes come to &lt;br /&gt;me from the road.&lt;br /&gt;the planets are aligning&lt;br /&gt;the fiddles are fiddling&lt;br /&gt;the drinkers are drinking&lt;br /&gt;the the the the the&lt;br /&gt;criers are crying&lt;br /&gt;the world is spinning&lt;br /&gt;pilots&lt;br /&gt;flying singers &lt;br /&gt;sighing&lt;br /&gt;signers signing travelers&lt;br /&gt;tripping trippers&lt;br /&gt;traveling the lights&lt;br /&gt;are flickering &amp;&lt;br /&gt;livers are living&lt;br /&gt;&amp; dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-680847468748416160?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/680847468748416160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=680847468748416160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/680847468748416160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/680847468748416160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/02/listening-to-dead-during-eclipse-vibes.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-8375584697217602809</id><published>2008-02-15T00:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T14:02:31.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Attn: Addressed Persons</title><content type='html'>FROM THE OFFICES OF OPERATING DIRECTOR OF C.F.R.---INTERNAL MATTERS&lt;br /&gt;-PUBLICIZE FREQUENTLY AND AGGRESSIVELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Patron of Mind Resistance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The attacks have increased on the outer perimeter of our telekinetic shield. A brief breach broke through and resulted in some loss, attributed to physical devastation of the human shell. My punctured lung gives off a wheezy rattle, and burns are mapped across my left arm. Our location was given as a gift of treachery by an inside informant. Soviet-era satellites reactivated, dialing coordinates spanning the tropical eco-centers. Brain wave patterns echoed across the humid landscape, collecting at our location. Although the fight will continue, and increase in its difficulty, it is most important to remain focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collection signals beam from the radio towers that play top forty hits. McDonald's hamburgers contain micro-receivers that bore into your cerebral base. Drew Carey's recent recruitment by the longtime mental slavery stalwart, "The Price is Right", is only more damning evidence. Bob Barker has gone underground in his attempts to infiltrate and poison the inner rankings of C.F.R.. These are just some of the most blatant and major efforts by these sinister entities to once and for all end our fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay on guard. Carry your mental cache with you at all moments. Decrease psychic wavelengths as to avoid detection. Spiral your telekinetic transmissions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is mine until the day I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---C.F.R.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8375584697217602809?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/8375584697217602809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=8375584697217602809&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8375584697217602809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8375584697217602809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/02/attn-addressed-persons.html' title='Attn: Addressed Persons'/><author><name>Brian O'Donoghue</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164096653368478210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-5324668323795366081</id><published>2008-02-09T12:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T12:14:39.072-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;coin tossers, 2002&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EVKEVCdsZyc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EVKEVCdsZyc&amp;rel=1" 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href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/02/coin-tossers-2002_09.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-1910435164355940446</id><published>2008-02-01T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T17:25:00.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whisper from the series : remembering/fortunes</title><content type='html'>Like a magnet the group moves towards you &lt;br /&gt;A Little nightmare&lt;br /&gt;Full of shifting objects, blurbs and blips&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-1910435164355940446?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-7755564163279812909</id><published>2008-01-26T09:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T09:34:35.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moment I Get Up</title><content type='html'>The Death of a Habit&lt;br /&gt;The Other Side of the Table&lt;br /&gt;The Surface of the Liquid&lt;br /&gt;The Archipelagoes of Brown Powder&lt;br /&gt;The Sense of the Past&lt;br /&gt;The Comfort The Warmth&lt;br /&gt;The Sense of Well-Being&lt;br /&gt;The Black Stain of the Remnant&lt;br /&gt;    of Undissolved Powder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          (Long Island, 2001)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-7755564163279812909?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-6867692339458003162</id><published>2008-01-25T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T23:29:44.542-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenn DePalma'/><title type='text'>from the series : remembering/fortunes</title><content type='html'>Drinking coffee; always, always black. &lt;br /&gt;Sharing oranges and popping popcorn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing in the speedboat full of spiders&lt;br /&gt;So much pleasure and pain&lt;br /&gt;Like the pear trees in the backyard buzzing with the sound of bees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-6867692339458003162?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-760018962945834346</id><published>2008-01-22T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T14:47:07.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;i'm trying everything&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee &amp; Cream&lt;br /&gt;No Coffee&lt;br /&gt;....................&lt;br /&gt;Black Coffee&lt;br /&gt;-30-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-760018962945834346?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/760018962945834346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=760018962945834346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/760018962945834346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/760018962945834346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-trying-everything-coffee-cream-no.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-518289097387665694</id><published>2008-01-16T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T14:19:58.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;gchat poem: feat. sokia&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sokia: happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Sokia Kim: work work work&lt;br /&gt;Thomas: thank you!&lt;br /&gt;Sokia: what have you done to celebrate&lt;br /&gt;Thomas: went to the grocery store&lt;br /&gt;woke up early, that's something i don't get to do oftern&lt;br /&gt;i went to the augusta house of pancakes&lt;br /&gt;had a big breakfast&lt;br /&gt;i have the day off&lt;br /&gt;Sokia: woohoo partay&lt;br /&gt;do the pancake dance&lt;br /&gt;Thomas: probably go get some beer and drink it by myself while i'm sitting alone in the solitude of maine watching a documentary i got from the lithgow library on my very small computer&lt;br /&gt;i figure i may as well go all out&lt;br /&gt;Sokia: lol&lt;br /&gt;Thomas: it's my birthday in maine!&lt;br /&gt;Sokia: wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-1916764701844542134</id><published>2008-01-14T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T13:40:43.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;gchat poem: feat. rafal&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: you really need to read more bukowski, he was a polok too&lt;br /&gt; Rafal: polak&lt;br /&gt; me: i stand corrected&lt;br /&gt;yeah, watch the movie barfly&lt;br /&gt;then watch&lt;br /&gt;born into this&lt;br /&gt;what are you doing&lt;br /&gt;masturbating to some youttube porn?&lt;br /&gt; Rafal: eating&lt;br /&gt; me: same thing&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-1916764701844542134?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-3830656654253157126</id><published>2008-01-13T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T13:41:07.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;gchat poem: feat. rachel&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: warm today?&lt;br /&gt; Sent at 4:35 PM on Sunday&lt;br /&gt; Rachel: its fine with a couple layers of coats&lt;br /&gt; Sent at 4:36 PM on Sunday&lt;br /&gt; me: nice, layering is 'in' when it's cold&lt;br /&gt;your fashion is controlled by weather&lt;br /&gt;by function&lt;br /&gt;by throwing all your belongings onto the street&lt;br /&gt; Rachel: ok&lt;br /&gt;that was very profound and existential&lt;br /&gt; me: it's nice then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-7924103727854520177</id><published>2008-01-08T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T13:08:44.714-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghosts'/><title type='text'>excerpt : futile descriptions</title><content type='html'>All of this is like trying to take a picture of the moon, &lt;br /&gt;ghostly in the sky. (the only ghost in the sky)&lt;br /&gt;vampire, tide, infinity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-7924103727854520177?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/7924103727854520177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=7924103727854520177&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/7924103727854520177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/7924103727854520177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2008/01/excerpt-futile-descriptions.html' title='excerpt : futile descriptions'/><author><name>jenn dp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05140599970833070446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-1875275364979956323</id><published>2008-01-06T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T18:34:41.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;maine side walking&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking on the&lt;br /&gt;snowy sidewalks&lt;br /&gt;oh dread, oh dread&lt;br /&gt;oh dread, oh dread&lt;br /&gt;i think with&lt;br /&gt;every step&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-1875275364979956323?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-8307953081550909473</id><published>2007-12-26T14:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T22:45:28.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;breaking poem&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this just in:&lt;br /&gt;man writes poem&lt;br /&gt;in form of flash &lt;br /&gt;news report&lt;br /&gt;(details at 11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8307953081550909473?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/8307953081550909473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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life&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is a fight &lt;br /&gt;against time&lt;br /&gt;nature&lt;br /&gt;(also, that barn&lt;br /&gt;party sounds cool.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-5346626193926670245?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/5346626193926670245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=5346626193926670245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/5346626193926670245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/5346626193926670245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-2067613672859976685</id><published>2007-12-13T15:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T15:42:21.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;a href="http://educate-yourself.org/lte/thomasmichaelcorcoranandchemtrails30nov07.shtml"&gt;educate yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-2067613672859976685?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/2067613672859976685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=2067613672859976685&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 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bbq is&lt;br /&gt;modified so&lt;br /&gt;that it doesn't&lt;br /&gt;damage the&lt;br /&gt;historic warehouse/&lt;br /&gt;industrial interior.&lt;br /&gt;The bar's only&lt;br /&gt;separation from &lt;br /&gt;the dining area&lt;br /&gt;(I am the only one&lt;br /&gt;at the bar), is&lt;br /&gt;its direction (&lt;br /&gt;the dining area &lt;br /&gt;is filled&lt;br /&gt;). I am sitting&lt;br /&gt;eating, writing,&lt;br /&gt;no not writing,&lt;br /&gt;reading, eating,&lt;br /&gt;writing, leaving&lt;br /&gt;have one more&lt;br /&gt;drink and leaving&lt;br /&gt;pay for the last &lt;br /&gt;one in cash around&lt;br /&gt;$1 tip is 20 percent&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;when life gives&lt;br /&gt;you lemons&lt;br /&gt;at the olde&lt;br /&gt;beale street bbq&lt;br /&gt;in augusta maine&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemonade made&lt;br /&gt;every glass&lt;br /&gt;Handmade&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;where is &lt;br /&gt;riverfront bbq?&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only blocks from&lt;br /&gt;my house, after&lt;br /&gt;the steps&lt;br /&gt;several brews on&lt;br /&gt;tap most made in&lt;br /&gt;Maine because it's&lt;br /&gt;hard &amp; it's easy&lt;br /&gt;to get away &lt;br /&gt;        in Maine&lt;br /&gt;          an&lt;br /&gt;equilibrium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-6997513587574032558</id><published>2007-12-06T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T13:52:19.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;sun is coming&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melting snow off rooves&lt;br /&gt;icicles dripping, drip&lt;br /&gt;sun is low, low&lt;br /&gt;melting snow off trees&lt;br /&gt;birds aren't singing&lt;br /&gt;Spring ain't springing&lt;br /&gt;tis the season&lt;br /&gt;there's no reason&lt;br /&gt;sun should stay away&lt;br /&gt;so bright it's blinding&lt;br /&gt;snow is shining&lt;br /&gt;glaring in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;my beard is growing&lt;br /&gt;my mind is slowing&lt;br /&gt;trapped beneath &lt;br /&gt;the snow the sun is melting&lt;br /&gt;rhyming rhyming&lt;br /&gt;lala lala&lt;br /&gt;sun and blinding snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div 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/&gt;breakdown, one worth&lt;br /&gt;having, like the&lt;br /&gt;good artists (creeley,&lt;br /&gt;bukowski) have,&lt;br /&gt;my series of&lt;br /&gt;unfortunate events leaves&lt;br /&gt;me able to perform,&lt;br /&gt;sustain like the oily&lt;br /&gt;one-legged pigeon&lt;br /&gt;you kick at out of&lt;br /&gt;disgust, who sadly&lt;br /&gt;hasn't died&lt;br /&gt;pecking, crawling in&lt;br /&gt;half-circles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-6268672364837507455?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/6268672364837507455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=6268672364837507455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times when&lt;br /&gt;I was younger&lt;br /&gt;I felt like more&lt;br /&gt;than I do now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place where&lt;br /&gt;I have my camera&lt;br /&gt;and my words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and some people&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't hurt)&lt;br /&gt;and there is &lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone can take&lt;br /&gt;away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(happened today:&lt;br /&gt;An older woman stared at me&lt;br /&gt;cold?&lt;br /&gt;A young one twirled her hair at me&lt;br /&gt;bored?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-6457715843948162439?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/6457715843948162439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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breaking&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking news&lt;br /&gt;latest breaking news&lt;br /&gt;heart-breaking incidents&lt;br /&gt;around the world&lt;br /&gt;tattoo parlour run by &lt;br /&gt;cops&lt;br /&gt;fatalities in traffic stops&lt;br /&gt;Barry Bonds&lt;br /&gt;hate crimes&lt;br /&gt;wounded warriors&lt;br /&gt;coming back&lt;br /&gt;pakistan&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Iran&lt;br /&gt;China makes our toys&lt;br /&gt;Russian cults&lt;br /&gt;&amp; air assaults&lt;br /&gt;&amp; other thing&lt;br /&gt;that rhyme&lt;br /&gt;the ocean 's rising&lt;br /&gt;to swallow up&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;br /&gt;coastline&lt;br /&gt;and the pope&lt;br /&gt;when we're all gone&lt;br /&gt;the news will break&lt;br /&gt;that France's strike&lt;br /&gt;is off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-3805863777408150446?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-9157647487493000866</id><published>2007-11-02T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T12:10:19.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;find it&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent you a postcard&lt;br /&gt;of an Indonesian girl&lt;br /&gt;standing in a canoe&lt;br /&gt;I compared her naked&lt;br /&gt;body to you and mailed&lt;br /&gt;it with no&lt;br /&gt;stamp&lt;br /&gt;now that card&lt;br /&gt;is floating through&lt;br /&gt;oblivion (like my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-9157647487493000866?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-7441669693469237542</id><published>2007-10-26T11:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T11:21:23.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;what do people talk about&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they&lt;br /&gt;walk through the&lt;br /&gt;nature preserve the&lt;br /&gt;national park? you talk&lt;br /&gt;about the difference between west&lt;br /&gt;coast &amp; east coast forests&lt;br /&gt;primative people, if the sand&lt;br /&gt;for this national park was&lt;br /&gt;imported, gigs &amp; megs, reasons&lt;br /&gt;many black americans can't swim&lt;br /&gt;(segregated pools, urban living)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-7441669693469237542?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-8731173749885754294</id><published>2007-10-25T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:30:07.794-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;what do people do out here ?&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have horses and&lt;br /&gt;go to church &amp; are mailmen&lt;br /&gt;&amp; school teachers &amp; work&lt;br /&gt;at bank of america. they&lt;br /&gt;cut &amp; cut &amp; cut hair.&lt;br /&gt;the hair of maine men&lt;br /&gt;who come walking out&lt;br /&gt;of the woods every 5 months&lt;br /&gt;to get a trim after smashing&lt;br /&gt;food w/ bare hands. they&lt;br /&gt;have bad backs, lots of&lt;br /&gt;chiropractors, nurses,&lt;br /&gt;they sell used books &amp;&lt;br /&gt;antiques. they work&lt;br /&gt;at gas stations. (they make&lt;br /&gt;lobster rolls &amp; custom build spiral stairs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8731173749885754294?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/8731173749885754294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=8731173749885754294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8731173749885754294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8731173749885754294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-2994351200585463289</id><published>2007-10-25T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:26:44.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;maine explain poem &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the great northern territory&lt;br /&gt;this is real new england&lt;br /&gt;this is not upstate new york&lt;br /&gt;this is new england&lt;br /&gt;look at the way our moon reflects off&lt;br /&gt;the brackish water&lt;br /&gt;at night&lt;br /&gt;we have brackish water&lt;br /&gt;brackish&lt;br /&gt;upstate new york&lt;br /&gt;doesn't have&lt;br /&gt;brackish water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-2994351200585463289?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-5787055078145120064</id><published>2007-10-08T12:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T12:51:08.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Mount Megunticook, 100607:&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Headed up the trail&lt;br /&gt;to Mt Megunticook&lt;br /&gt;at Camden Hills&lt;br /&gt;State Park, Headed&lt;br /&gt;up the 'apples &amp;&lt;br /&gt;pears' I tell an&lt;br /&gt;English group &lt;br /&gt;Headed up the stoney&lt;br /&gt;stairs the sometimes&lt;br /&gt;rooty stoney stairs&lt;br /&gt;and up and up and&lt;br /&gt;up and up to the top&lt;br /&gt;of Mt. Megunticook&lt;br /&gt;to see what I can&lt;br /&gt;see and write&lt;br /&gt;what I can write&lt;br /&gt;I pass a female&lt;br /&gt;couple who are coming&lt;br /&gt;down the mount and&lt;br /&gt;I sidestep from&lt;br /&gt;their path as they're&lt;br /&gt;coming down the&lt;br /&gt;Mount. And my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;hits a branch and sends&lt;br /&gt;a sprinkling of seed&lt;br /&gt;and they cause a&lt;br /&gt;sheening hushing&lt;br /&gt;on the colored fallen&lt;br /&gt;leaves and I pass&lt;br /&gt;by man &amp; daughter&lt;br /&gt;&amp; their boarder&lt;br /&gt;collie also And I &lt;br /&gt;come upon a lookout&lt;br /&gt;just an awe inspiring view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-5787055078145120064?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/5787055078145120064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=5787055078145120064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/5787055078145120064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/5787055078145120064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/10/mount-megunticook-100607-headed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-548282387575778006</id><published>2007-10-04T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T10:12:50.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>B.Long/C.Smith Reads Oct 11, Civilian Art Projects</title><content type='html'>yes, golden time, a wax-work figure, the gaudiest tyrant, higher proofs of inherent worth, the internal majesty of unreasonable expectation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b.long flies down on chartered helipopter [sic] for a reading in dc. three other poets reading also. amazing photos on exhibit by noelle tan, exquisite paintings by erock jackson. vlad's crib!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oct 11, a thursday evening, 7:30, civilian art projects @ 7th and d, nw (sorry i don't have the exact address).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please spread the word to the masses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-548282387575778006?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/548282387575778006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=548282387575778006&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/548282387575778006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/548282387575778006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/10/blongcsmith-reads-oct-11-civilian-art.html' title='B.Long/C.Smith Reads Oct 11, Civilian Art Projects'/><author><name>Casey Smith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-5130886759543106331</id><published>2007-09-28T16:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T16:35:03.981-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNV4VSz1JdY/Rv1y-DDGtNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Zxu42j-mJtY/s1600-h/gene+sub+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115371162058536146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="181" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNV4VSz1JdY/Rv1y-DDGtNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Zxu42j-mJtY/s200/gene+sub+2.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is a poem. Dear Friends: As you may know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I teach a weekly painting class for a group of adults with developmental disabilities. I am looking for another person or maybe two to help out in the class. The class meets once a week for ten weeks, on Fridays, from 4:00 - 5:45 PM at the Sitar Center in Adams Morgan. We are starting on October 4. It is a great, fun loving, gregarious group and the work is &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNV4VSz1JdY/Rv1ysTDGtMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-l9ddLh7Y4k/s1600-h/sonny%27s+guitars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115370857115858114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="195" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mNV4VSz1JdY/Rv1ysTDGtMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-l9ddLh7Y4k/s320/sonny%27s+guitars.jpg" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;extremely satisfying. It's kind of like going to a birthday party every Friday. There is a $250 honorarium for the ten classes. It is not necessary to attend every single class and we schedule around holidays so no 3 day weekends are interrupted. Other artists who have worked in the class include Vesna Pavlovic, Stephanie Ney, Sara Pomerance and Felicia Barr. Let me know if you're interested or if you know someone else who is really good to work and might be interested. We also enjoy visitors, so drop in anytime. In any event, hope to see you soon, Best, Rex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-5130886759543106331?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/5130886759543106331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=5130886759543106331&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/5130886759543106331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/5130886759543106331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-is-poem.html' title=''/><author><name>Rex Weil</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mNV4VSz1JdY/Rv1y-DDGtNI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Zxu42j-mJtY/s72-c/gene+sub+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-8937071003314080834</id><published>2007-09-15T12:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T12:34:00.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;get a camera battery online&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of what's&lt;br /&gt;going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Why should I be?&lt;br /&gt;Why&lt;br /&gt;Should&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;B?!!!&lt;br /&gt;You're not afraid.&lt;br /&gt;If you're not afraid*&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid*&lt;br /&gt;But if the people&lt;br /&gt;around you&lt;br /&gt;are afraid,&lt;br /&gt;maybe you should&lt;br /&gt;be afraid&lt;br /&gt;too            ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*of what may happen in&lt;br /&gt;the future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8937071003314080834?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/8937071003314080834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=8937071003314080834&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8937071003314080834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8937071003314080834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/09/get-camera-battery-online-im-not-afraid.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-7128559089332948168</id><published>2007-09-06T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T20:44:42.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>conrete floors/ grey&lt;br /&gt;light blue G bathroom&lt;br /&gt;mint green B "           "&lt;br /&gt;neon light green elevators&lt;br /&gt;escalators, &lt;br /&gt;SIGNS&lt;br /&gt;top floor lookout skylights&lt;br /&gt;3 floors spiral see through &lt;br /&gt;shelving. Bright orange &lt;br /&gt;step details&lt;br /&gt;black and neon grn stairway&lt;br /&gt;hundreds of diamond windows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-7128559089332948168?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/7128559089332948168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=7128559089332948168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/7128559089332948168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/7128559089332948168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/09/public-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>jenn dp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05140599970833070446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-8729847844726999170</id><published>2007-08-31T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T19:58:51.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;morning sentinel aug. 31, 2007&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baldacci proposes jail takeover&lt;br /&gt;Decisions by court favor couple&lt;br /&gt;Poultry vaccine plant workers were sickened&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence students compete with drum and bugle corps&lt;br /&gt;Sox flop in the Bronx&lt;br /&gt;Patriots finish pre-season&lt;br /&gt;Homeless family gets good news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8729847844726999170?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/8729847844726999170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=8729847844726999170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8729847844726999170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8729847844726999170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/08/morning-sentinel-aug.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-6912323961272945415</id><published>2007-08-31T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T11:59:27.414-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHH!</title><content type='html'>So a couple weeks ago I tried uploading my resume onto my &lt;a href="http://lovelettersfromlaser.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and I just noticed it went up on here instead?!?! So sorry!!! So embarressed!!! Google Docs put it onto the wrong blog, I was wondering where it went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo,&lt;br /&gt;rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-6912323961272945415?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/6912323961272945415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=6912323961272945415&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/6912323961272945415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/6912323961272945415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/08/ahhhhh.html' title='AHHHHH!'/><author><name>Laser! Beam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574405846344804601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://corcoranstudents.ags.com/r%5Ffick/AboutImage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-6863384211827168655</id><published>2007-08-27T00:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T00:52:47.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phenomena andromeda&lt;br /&gt;milky way collision&lt;br /&gt;diamonds, chocolate, stars, light years,&lt;br /&gt;our corner of the universe = oblivion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-6863384211827168655?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-6275677990420296051</id><published>2007-08-25T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:40:12.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;waiting out the pub time&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at this desk&lt;br /&gt;the copy is all edited&lt;br /&gt;my stomach full of snacks&lt;br /&gt;that keep my head awake&lt;br /&gt;everyone is headed out&lt;br /&gt;but me and Bruce are waiting out&lt;br /&gt;the time to hit the publish button&lt;br /&gt;it will come, as we both know&lt;br /&gt;it will come, as the thunder comes&lt;br /&gt;as the rain comes&lt;br /&gt;Bruce offers me a ride, I deny&lt;br /&gt;for now&lt;br /&gt;Chuck, another late night guy&lt;br /&gt;comes to retrieve some copy &lt;br /&gt;from the printer and leaves&lt;br /&gt;without a word, just a glance&lt;br /&gt;at SportsCenter&lt;br /&gt;and there is still more time&lt;br /&gt;more time that I might wait&lt;br /&gt;to go, to walk&lt;br /&gt;home&lt;br /&gt;should I wait out til the 'pub' time&lt;br /&gt;til the late and later 'pub' time?&lt;br /&gt;Well it's raining lightning&lt;br /&gt;a ride?&lt;br /&gt;the offer is there&lt;br /&gt;but I decide to walk&lt;br /&gt;to walk before the 'pub' time&lt;br /&gt;to walk before the publishing&lt;br /&gt;web setting up the paper on the&lt;br /&gt;internet push button&lt;br /&gt;process goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-6275677990420296051?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/6275677990420296051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-124307231979205857?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/124307231979205857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=124307231979205857&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/124307231979205857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/124307231979205857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/08/r-c-h-e-l-m.html' title=''/><author><name>Laser! Beam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574405846344804601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://corcoranstudents.ags.com/r%5Ffick/AboutImage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-1454220308467169293</id><published>2007-08-19T12:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T12:35:17.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;breakfast in augusta, me.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday Morning I walked&lt;br /&gt;across the&lt;br /&gt;bridge to&lt;br /&gt;eat breakfast&lt;br /&gt;with the&lt;br /&gt;dead.&lt;br /&gt;I had a&lt;br /&gt;Mango &amp; some&lt;br /&gt;coffee, they had my company&lt;br /&gt;and the sun to warm their&lt;br /&gt;earthen vaults I heard the&lt;br /&gt;birds &amp; not the planes, the&lt;br /&gt;leaves &amp; river not the road&lt;br /&gt;and then I walked but I'll&lt;br /&gt;be back again someday&lt;br /&gt;for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-1454220308467169293?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/1454220308467169293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=1454220308467169293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/1454220308467169293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/1454220308467169293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/08/breakfast-in-augusta-on-sunday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-7052823585436453010</id><published>2007-08-19T12:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T12:29:22.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;water street 008&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright Augusta,&lt;br /&gt;you want to play games?&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start yelling&lt;br /&gt;"learn to walk"&lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon.  Oh, that&lt;br /&gt;guy had it down okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-7052823585436453010?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/7052823585436453010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=7052823585436453010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/7052823585436453010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/7052823585436453010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/08/water-street-008-alright-augusta-you.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-4982396933108245083</id><published>2007-08-19T12:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T12:25:44.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;water street 007&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Augusta, learn to &lt;br /&gt;fucking walk. You walk&lt;br /&gt;past the &lt;br /&gt;Edwards Inn&lt;br /&gt;Porch trying to&lt;br /&gt;stare straight&lt;br /&gt;ahead, It's not&lt;br /&gt;working.  Do you&lt;br /&gt;have a board in&lt;br /&gt;your back? It&lt;br /&gt;should come fuckin&lt;br /&gt;natural.  Left, right&lt;br /&gt;Augusta.  Left, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-4982396933108245083?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/4982396933108245083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=4982396933108245083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4982396933108245083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4982396933108245083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/08/water-street-007-hey-augusta-learn-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-777899822723486682</id><published>2007-08-19T12:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T12:22:09.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;water street 006&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Augusta crack walk man you&lt;br /&gt;don't seem very friendly I saw&lt;br /&gt;you walking across the bridge&lt;br /&gt;earlier, I see you walking&lt;br /&gt;down water street every day&lt;br /&gt;you always look away I&lt;br /&gt;don't even want to say Hi to&lt;br /&gt;you but if you don't say Hi&lt;br /&gt;pretty soon I'm going to &lt;br /&gt;make you,&lt;br /&gt;There you go again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-777899822723486682?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/777899822723486682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=777899822723486682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/777899822723486682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/777899822723486682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/08/water-street-006-hey-augusta-crack-walk.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-3971592392154364950</id><published>2007-08-18T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T11:56:12.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;water street 005&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In DC there were options&lt;br /&gt;when things got rough&lt;br /&gt;you could at least mug&lt;br /&gt;somebody&lt;br /&gt;Here, no one 's got nothing&lt;br /&gt;except maybe&lt;br /&gt;a can of soda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-3971592392154364950?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/3971592392154364950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=3971592392154364950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/3971592392154364950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/3971592392154364950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/08/water-street-005-in-dc-there-were.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-9120915748145439485</id><published>2007-08-18T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T11:53:55.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;water street 004&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sitt-&lt;br /&gt;ing out on&lt;br /&gt;this porch&lt;br /&gt;drinking beers&lt;br /&gt;in shorts&lt;br /&gt;and a tee-shirt&lt;br /&gt;and this&lt;br /&gt;Mainer comes&lt;br /&gt;up dressed in&lt;br /&gt;the same&lt;br /&gt;and asks if&lt;br /&gt;he can go &lt;br /&gt;through the&lt;br /&gt;ashtray. I&lt;br /&gt;tell him "better&lt;br /&gt;luck at the&lt;br /&gt;Eagle" he does&lt;br /&gt;anyway and&lt;br /&gt;complains of&lt;br /&gt;the cold!&lt;br /&gt;Mainers!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-9120915748145439485?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/9120915748145439485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=9120915748145439485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/9120915748145439485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/9120915748145439485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/08/water-street-004-i-am-sitt-ing-out-on.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-1620149543358168398</id><published>2007-08-18T11:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T11:49:17.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;water street 003&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maine,&lt;br /&gt;from what I've been hearing,&lt;br /&gt;you've got a lot of weirdos that make&lt;br /&gt;this place hard to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maine,&lt;br /&gt;a couple&lt;br /&gt;people and a bumper sticker told me you&lt;br /&gt;put way too many people on welfare and&lt;br /&gt;give out way too much help to people who&lt;br /&gt;don't really need it, to make this a decent&lt;br /&gt;state for working people to live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maine,&lt;br /&gt;you've got a shitload of mentally&lt;br /&gt;ill bastards migrating here from lots&lt;br /&gt;of other states (like Washington, DC)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and 8.5 percent sales tax?! What's&lt;br /&gt;up with that Maine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-1620149543358168398?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/1620149543358168398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=1620149543358168398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/1620149543358168398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/1620149543358168398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/08/water-street-003-maine-from-what-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-8424193770661770173</id><published>2007-08-18T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T11:50:24.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;water street 002&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Maine!&lt;br /&gt;there&lt;br /&gt;are a lot&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;br /&gt;douche bags on&lt;br /&gt;this side of &lt;br /&gt;water street&lt;br /&gt;driving up &amp; down&lt;br /&gt;the road&lt;br /&gt;drunk&lt;br /&gt;wasting gas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Maine!&lt;br /&gt;these idiots&lt;br /&gt;are walking&lt;br /&gt;around&lt;br /&gt;acting tough&lt;br /&gt;yelling shit&lt;br /&gt;on this side&lt;br /&gt;of water street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man Maine!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here&lt;br /&gt;feeling like&lt;br /&gt;one of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8424193770661770173?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/8424193770661770173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=8424193770661770173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8424193770661770173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8424193770661770173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/08/water-street-002-man-maine-there-are.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-260966774894389506</id><published>2007-08-18T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T11:37:32.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;water street 001&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eight point five percent&lt;br /&gt;sales tax&lt;br /&gt;eight point five percent &lt;br /&gt;sales tax&lt;br /&gt;eight point five percent&lt;br /&gt;sales tax&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stop&lt;br /&gt;thinking, saying&lt;br /&gt;it to myself&lt;br /&gt;on the way back&lt;br /&gt;from the gas&lt;br /&gt;station&lt;br /&gt;after buying&lt;br /&gt;a six dollar and&lt;br /&gt;ninety-one cent&lt;br /&gt;six pack of&lt;br /&gt;bud cans&lt;br /&gt;eight point five percent&lt;br /&gt;sales tax&lt;br /&gt;eight point five percent&lt;br /&gt;sales tax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-260966774894389506?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/260966774894389506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=260966774894389506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/260966774894389506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/260966774894389506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/08/water-street-001-eight-point-five.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-4310677453852291725</id><published>2007-08-04T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T21:06:49.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthology of Poems about Mike Corcoran or Inspired by Mike Corcoran</title><content type='html'>I'd like everybody to post a pome or two on the theme announced above. (You'll see below that I've already started.) I might collect and edit them in a small samizdat publication, maybe hold a reading. Mike Corcoran himself is encouraged to contribute. If you can't post on this blog, you can send the pomes via email to csmith@corcoran.org. My internet connection this summer on Long Island has been spotty, so Professor Smith has agreed to help me out. Keep in mind that the pomes need not be laudatory. People who happen to be reading this blog and have never written a pome, well, this is a great opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread the word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-4310677453852291725?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/4310677453852291725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=4310677453852291725&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4310677453852291725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4310677453852291725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/08/anthology-of-poems-about-mike-corcoran.html' title='Anthology of Poems about Mike Corcoran or Inspired by Mike Corcoran'/><author><name>Casey Smith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-7035330944127121994</id><published>2007-08-04T20:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T12:18:32.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Re Quiem</title><content type='html'>Mike Corcoran drew me   within the door   of an unoccupied garden by the roadside   took me by the button my coat   and    closing his eyes   commenced an eloquent discourse   waving his right hand gently   as the musical words flowed in an unbroken stream from his lips   I saw that it was no use to break away  so taking advantage of his absorption in his subject   I   with my penknife   quietly severed the button from my coat   and decamped   five hours afterwards   in passing the same garden   I heard Mike Corcoran's voice   and   looking in   there he was   with closed eyes   the button in his fingers   and his right hand gracefully waving   just as when I left him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-7035330944127121994?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/7035330944127121994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=7035330944127121994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/7035330944127121994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/7035330944127121994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/08/re-quiem.html' title='Re Quiem'/><author><name>Casey Smith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-1707607685118478475</id><published>2007-07-23T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T09:11:03.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;listening to Irish music&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike- How sad is it?&lt;br /&gt;Does it have to be so sad that it makes you cry?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how sad it is Mike. -Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-1707607685118478475?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/1707607685118478475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=1707607685118478475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/1707607685118478475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/1707607685118478475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-sad-is-it-mike-does-it-have-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-5866604688553054060</id><published>2007-07-18T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T18:58:18.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Dennis Young&lt;br /&gt;Tues&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a natural&lt;br /&gt;at anything&lt;br /&gt;All I have is&lt;br /&gt;-Bad Luck&lt;br /&gt;(and)&lt;br /&gt;-Stupid Luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-5866604688553054060?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/5866604688553054060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=5866604688553054060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/5866604688553054060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/5866604688553054060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/07/dennis-young-tues-im-not-natural-at.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-4361064318502317695</id><published>2007-07-18T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T12:37:21.537-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenn DePalma'/><title type='text'>Gliding</title><content type='html'>A swan and a soothsayer,&lt;br /&gt;both awkward and enchanting,&lt;br /&gt;you are a thundercloud of space dust, rolling in-&lt;br /&gt;effervescent and deadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capsized, we’re seizing the fragments&lt;br /&gt;while experiencing sensory delight.&lt;br /&gt;We’re treading water and losing;&lt;br /&gt;slowly vaporizing and talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ll soon be powder, &lt;br /&gt;nebulas in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a paradoxical elegance&lt;br /&gt;that from here looks like black ice&lt;br /&gt;with islands of glass floating throughout;&lt;br /&gt;shimmering in the majestic lunar glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ache is blunt and nagging; &lt;br /&gt;the lines are all pulled taut&lt;br /&gt;and the glimmer in your eyes is&lt;br /&gt;milky distant, and grey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-4361064318502317695?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/4361064318502317695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=4361064318502317695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4361064318502317695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4361064318502317695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/07/gliding.html' title='Gliding'/><author><name>jenn dp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05140599970833070446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-7162264772498950268</id><published>2007-07-05T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T11:21:18.905-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;5th of july guilt&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Forth is over&lt;br /&gt;and what have you done&lt;br /&gt;you lazy&lt;br /&gt;you pompous&lt;br /&gt;you fortunate son&lt;br /&gt;while the other world wallows&lt;br /&gt;and screams in your muck&lt;br /&gt;youre shooting off streamers&lt;br /&gt;and driving big trucks&lt;br /&gt;youre have a good time&lt;br /&gt;and wooping it up&lt;br /&gt;and sleeping in big beds&lt;br /&gt;and then waking up&lt;br /&gt;and eating big breakfasts&lt;br /&gt;and big dinners too&lt;br /&gt;but what have you done&lt;br /&gt;you lazy&lt;br /&gt;you you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dedicated to Theodor Geisel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-7162264772498950268?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/7162264772498950268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=7162264772498950268&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/7162264772498950268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/7162264772498950268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/07/5th-of-july-guilt-forth-is-over-and.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-357627737187995771</id><published>2007-07-02T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T15:57:43.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;cafe mozart on the 3rd to celebrate the 4th&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'Steel(e) will hold a meeting at Cafe Mozart- 1331 H Street NW at 6pm on Tuesday the 3rd, to celebrate the 4th and the German's contribution to American Independence (which was sauerkraut).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baron Von BeThere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-6901724403460864141</id><published>2007-06-28T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T21:22:52.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>brackets, rain;&lt;br /&gt;smoking on an airplane- with gryoscopes;&lt;br /&gt;thistles for dinner, coal for desert,&lt;br /&gt;the mountains -old and worn down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a dead women’s bed and fucking as usual;&lt;br /&gt;it’s all over, vanity and the like,&lt;br /&gt;just yesterday we were swimming in the frigid waters of the seven sacred pools&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow its all whispers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the brigadire general casimir pulaski says,&lt;br /&gt;get it out;&lt;br /&gt;get it out now,&lt;br /&gt;and use peroxide on the wound afterward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-801917203741319065</id><published>2007-06-28T04:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T11:36:10.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;my shining hope&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jobless and up before 5:30&lt;br /&gt;the older I get &lt;br /&gt;the faster time moves&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;it's making me worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new blender-smoothie&lt;br /&gt;frozen-iced drink machine&lt;br /&gt;has got me feeling&lt;br /&gt;better already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unlike my life&lt;br /&gt;(that's a mess)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;it's&lt;/span&gt; ergonomic design&lt;br /&gt;is easy to clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing resumes, applying&lt;br /&gt;to places I'll probably never be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but a few simple twists&lt;br /&gt;and a quick wipe down&lt;br /&gt;and the glass pitcher&lt;br /&gt;(that once held fruit and ice)&lt;br /&gt;has a sparkling gleam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-801917203741319065?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/801917203741319065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=801917203741319065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/801917203741319065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/801917203741319065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/06/jobless-im-jobless-and-up-before-530.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-8892226871341382031</id><published>2007-06-25T07:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T05:30:20.269-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;demon porch poetry- (re-somthing-ed[something stupid])&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to work&lt;br /&gt;but I do need a job&lt;br /&gt;and for someone&lt;br /&gt;to pay me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a girl&lt;br /&gt;but I would like one&lt;br /&gt;(one that would stay w/ me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need friends&lt;br /&gt;but I need companions&lt;br /&gt;to walk &amp; to talk&lt;br /&gt;&amp; to drink w/ me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what I'm saying is&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a tree&lt;br /&gt;but I do need&lt;br /&gt;to pee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8892226871341382031?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/8892226871341382031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=8892226871341382031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8892226871341382031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8892226871341382031'/><link rel='alternate' 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reinforced / &lt;/i&gt;condition the law of development &lt;i style=""&gt;cruising boredom / &lt;/i&gt;dawn images forever buried&lt;i style=""&gt; the bourgeois collective / &lt;/i&gt;creative decline of limits &lt;i style=""&gt;incorporating &amp;amp; inventing / &lt;/i&gt;the editors of that life state &lt;i style=""&gt;police techniques / &lt;/i&gt;notional spacing of shared conurbations &lt;i&gt;circumscribed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt; avenues alleys / &lt;/i&gt;garden city urban charming ruins &lt;i style=""&gt;dwellings of the moment / &lt;/i&gt;spectacular separation mask distance &lt;i&gt;makes come easy go easy / &lt;/i&gt;a mirror commune economy &lt;i&gt;furious &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;utilitarian spaces / &lt;/i&gt;pioneers of artless reduction work &lt;i style=""&gt;sensations material / &lt;/i&gt;ground-use gift for exploiters &lt;i style=""&gt;air sound &amp; light / &lt;/i&gt;ultralightware figures terrace over &lt;i style=""&gt;harmonizing residue / &lt;/i&gt;landing pads wanderings &lt;i style=""&gt;sheltered spelunking / &lt;/i&gt;frequent chance encounter ambience &lt;i style=""&gt;inhabitants diffused / &lt;/i&gt;situations on every corner &lt;i style=""&gt;situations behind every façade / &lt;/i&gt;technical implementation of sadness &lt;i style=""&gt;freeways of tourism / &lt;/i&gt;load-bearing structures on the wing &lt;i style=""&gt;wander derive float / &lt;/i&gt;media everywhere information nowhere &lt;i style=""&gt;the history of everyday life / &lt;/i&gt;human standpoint social standpoint &lt;i style=""&gt;the shadow of absence / &lt;/i&gt;the record of mordant leisure &lt;i style=""&gt;form dream committees /&lt;/i&gt;corrupted adventure culture vandals &lt;i style=""&gt;dynamic continuum&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;/ &lt;/i&gt;poaching in countless ways &lt;i style=""&gt;break wants from needs / &lt;/i&gt;vast regulations on unforeseen light &lt;i style=""&gt;solitary aristocrats / &lt;/i&gt;the network of an anti-discipline &lt;i style=""&gt;a new field&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Gill Sans MT&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-4494422925841036755?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/4494422925841036755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=4494422925841036755&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4494422925841036755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4494422925841036755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/06/couplets-for-ken-ashtons-megolopolis.html' title='Couplets for Ken Ashton&apos;s Megolopolis'/><author><name>Casey Smith</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-2857493140496747867</id><published>2007-06-21T08:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T07:56:07.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;farming a future&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie is leaving&lt;br /&gt;my chest &lt;br /&gt;-sad&lt;br /&gt;my head &lt;br /&gt;-selfish, mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the world would explode&lt;br /&gt;(for a second)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reality-&lt;br /&gt;my sweet woman has gone&lt;br /&gt;she has plans for the future&lt;br /&gt;plans for a farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from my untended mind&lt;br /&gt;I had plans I forgot&lt;br /&gt;the things that remain&lt;br /&gt;tell me-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 's not for Naught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-2857493140496747867?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/2857493140496747867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=2857493140496747867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/2857493140496747867'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;a century later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jive and advise:&lt;br /&gt;do martial arts for 32 years, &lt;br /&gt;never eat red meat; &lt;br /&gt;no drugs or alchohol,&lt;br /&gt;specifically on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the tick bites, &lt;br /&gt;lay down &lt;br /&gt;and let someone you love&lt;br /&gt;pull it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy more, strawberry shortcake, &lt;br /&gt;wait for the healing to begin, &lt;br /&gt;put it in a thermos&lt;br /&gt;to finish later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ghosts are knocking;&lt;br /&gt;let them in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-766876555524062488?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/766876555524062488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=766876555524062488&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/766876555524062488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/766876555524062488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/06/summer-squalls-are-happening-today-just.html' title='Summer Squalls are Happening Today, Just the Way We Planned'/><author><name>jenn dp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05140599970833070446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-3332936418805517803</id><published>2007-05-30T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T06:41:54.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;American Society&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6TLCxJ7s58/RmAF9eaAMUI/AAAAAAAAABo/zNYT7MsLwZU/s1600-h/large_200181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z6TLCxJ7s58/RmAF9eaAMUI/AAAAAAAAABo/zNYT7MsLwZU/s400/large_200181.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071059734111465794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Society of Engineering&lt;br /&gt;American Society of Child Rearing&lt;br /&gt;American Society of Needle Sharing&lt;br /&gt;American Society of Golden Earrings&lt;br /&gt;American Society of Never Nearing&lt;br /&gt;American Society of Publishers Clearing&lt;br /&gt;American Society of Medicated Feeling&lt;br /&gt;American Society of Sword Wielding&lt;br /&gt;American Society of Amish Baking&lt;br /&gt;American Society of Leaf Raking&lt;br /&gt;American Society of Selective Hearing&lt;br /&gt;American Society of No One Caring&lt;br /&gt;American Society of Pickled Herring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-3332936418805517803?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/3332936418805517803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=3332936418805517803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Got to Go&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6TLCxJ7s58/RmAFauaAMTI/AAAAAAAAABg/Cm_b9bA2MKI/s1600-h/london.bus.front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6TLCxJ7s58/RmAFauaAMTI/AAAAAAAAABg/Cm_b9bA2MKI/s400/london.bus.front.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071059137111011634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go now&lt;br /&gt;see you soon&lt;br /&gt;the bus is coming&lt;br /&gt;i'll be there soon&lt;br /&gt;don't know where I'm headed&lt;br /&gt;but I'll be there soon&lt;br /&gt;don't know where i'm headed&lt;br /&gt;see you soon&lt;br /&gt;got to go now&lt;br /&gt;the bus is coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6TLCxJ7s58/RmAFauaAMTI/AAAAAAAAABg/Cm_b9bA2MKI/s72-c/london.bus.front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-5769048647817420946</id><published>2007-05-19T08:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T09:08:51.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;132nd Preakness&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never go to Preakness&lt;br /&gt;if it &lt;br /&gt;keeps costing &lt;br /&gt;sixty bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never go to Preakness&lt;br /&gt;if it&lt;br /&gt;won't guarentee&lt;br /&gt;my luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never get to Preakness&lt;br /&gt;if I&lt;br /&gt;can not&lt;br /&gt;get a ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I somehow &lt;br /&gt;find my way &lt;br /&gt;to Preakness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my quondam words&lt;br /&gt;are lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-5769048647817420946?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/5769048647817420946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=5769048647817420946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/5769048647817420946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/5769048647817420946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/05/132nd-preakness-i-will-never-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-8126374246633095982</id><published>2007-05-06T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T22:33:40.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;133rd Kentucky Derby&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!  Look at em go!&lt;br /&gt;Bible beater beware&lt;br /&gt;thar's bettin over thar&lt;br /&gt;and who's going to come in first&lt;br /&gt;it's up in the air&lt;br /&gt;leprechauns and the queen were there&lt;br /&gt;mint juleps, bad picks, $7 beer&lt;br /&gt;had my share&lt;br /&gt;not Cow Town, not Scat, not Quay&lt;br /&gt;this Derby, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;like a woman (big in the front) did say&lt;br /&gt;"I told you! Street Sense all the way!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8126374246633095982?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/8126374246633095982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=8126374246633095982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8126374246633095982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8126374246633095982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/05/113th-kentucky-derby-wow-look-at-em-go.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-4367757413876061341</id><published>2007-05-02T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T20:09:28.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>artcade</title><content type='html'>would D'Steele poetics be alright with being a major section to the artcade website?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-4367757413876061341?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/4367757413876061341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=4367757413876061341&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4367757413876061341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4367757413876061341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/05/artcade.html' title='artcade'/><author><name>Laser! Beam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574405846344804601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://corcoranstudents.ags.com/r%5Ffick/AboutImage.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-656785744349569252</id><published>2007-05-02T10:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T11:01:54.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>enduring</title><content type='html'>It tasted like dryer sheets, &lt;br /&gt;and the dryer sheets smelled like burnt plastic, &lt;br /&gt;and the burnt plastic smelled like&lt;br /&gt;bring ! bring ! bring !&lt;br /&gt;answer me, eat me, keep me. &lt;br /&gt;her eyes looked like a lagoon fog, &lt;br /&gt;but more like ice, a frozen ocean, &lt;br /&gt;a history of frozen oceans &lt;br /&gt;Everything just looked like oblivion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part was gritting the sand between my teeth and smiling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-656785744349569252?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/656785744349569252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=656785744349569252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/656785744349569252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/656785744349569252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/05/enduring.html' title='enduring'/><author><name>jenn 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type='html'>Boats to Tangiers, New Zealand,&lt;br /&gt;Montserrat.&lt;br /&gt;Cars to James, Eden, Home.&lt;br /&gt;Bicycles and books to every needy person of the earth,&lt;br /&gt;Spin, REVOLVE, pink, ice blue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-4118248463007570835?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/4118248463007570835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=4118248463007570835&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4118248463007570835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/4118248463007570835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/04/traveling.html' title='Traveling'/><author><name>jenn dp</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05140599970833070446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31506371.post-4438655425790535821</id><published>2007-04-13T08:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T17:36:56.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6TLCxJ7s58/RiaddJE4NxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/45pq0H1Yi58/s1600-h/2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z6TLCxJ7s58/RiaddJE4NxI/AAAAAAAAABQ/45pq0H1Yi58/s400/2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054900755748108050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some mornings&lt;br /&gt;I have dreams&lt;br /&gt;of beating up&lt;br /&gt;Marines&lt;br /&gt;While I walk to work&lt;br /&gt;w/ my tie &amp; shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-4438655425790535821?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/4438655425790535821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=4438655425790535821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Early Sunday&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter Sunday Morning&lt;br /&gt;I traveled back&lt;br /&gt;into the past&lt;br /&gt;I traveled back &lt;br /&gt;into my past&lt;br /&gt;I visited with&lt;br /&gt;my relatives&lt;br /&gt;in a muddy&lt;br /&gt;wooden setting&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;br /&gt;my father work&lt;br /&gt;in a shop&lt;br /&gt;(a figure of &lt;br /&gt;all my fathers)&lt;br /&gt;we talked &amp; only&lt;br /&gt;the last words&lt;br /&gt;I remember ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I'll have to wait&lt;br /&gt;what will my job be&lt;br /&gt;was he talking to me?&lt;br /&gt;what is it?&lt;br /&gt;what?&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't hear&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;I sewed a piece &lt;br /&gt;of magpie's hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31506371-8810516627723761511?l=dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/feeds/8810516627723761511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31506371&amp;postID=8810516627723761511&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8810516627723761511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31506371/posts/default/8810516627723761511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dssocietyofpoetics.blogspot.com/2007/04/early-sunday-easter-sunday-morning-i.html' title=''/><author><name>mike</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.thomasmichaelcorcoran.com/ghost_face.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
