Rust River Valley Rail Crossing Three, Pop. 527

From the valley they say you are going I can see why you would. And I know As the slow grinding years Grind the hills into tears Each year grinds a little more slow. From this valley they say you are going. From this hopeless collection of...

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Blank Verse Essay On the Treachery of Hope

You must learn how to live and not to hope For hope will be a luxury ere long. For hope can be both manacle and chain. For hope can keep you too spellbound to run Until the waters rise too high, and boil. You would not be the first. In ages...

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Initial Survey of Quaisholm Cave Paintings, Origin Unknown, presumed Upper Mesolithic

The sunset lit the hills behind him. The breeze lifted the trees over him. And the path stretched out before him. Others of his tribe, maybe, would have said there was no one else there. Sana knew better. Not quite twelve days ago, one of the young...

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Afterword by Ted V.

Some say it was all folklore, of the sort civilizations Will sprout like fungus from the leaking seams as they grow senile. That those who live like wolves among the ruins may find comfort In tales that make the wolves out in the wastelands to seem...

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A Poetic Definition.

There are schools of thought where thinking must needs work like thin magnetics, Aligning every glittering gear with every last ball-bearing, So that the world is dissected by 'if and only' statements To categories perfect, and to crystal clear...

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The Lepanto Institute

Thin thoughts thrashing in the think tank's fears (Don John of Austria's been dead hundreds of years.) You type your twitter messages of heresy and hate, But Notes of the Community shall set the record straight. The pope is not a president. His...

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