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The arms of my ears reach out...: Bad Cafe
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The arms of my ears reach out. I'm going up to the barn. Are you coming? None of us (or so few of us) pay attention; The work of God continues in the pollen falling from the bee as it moves from flower to flower. Every corner I turn,. There stands Hafez, damn his eyes! Wednesday, December 31, 2014. They brought me Truth. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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The arms of my ears reach out...: December 2011
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The arms of my ears reach out. I'm going up to the barn. Are you coming? None of us (or so few of us) pay attention; The work of God continues in the pollen falling from the bee as it moves from flower to flower. Every corner I turn,. There stands Hafez, damn his eyes! There Will Come a Time. Tuesday, December 13, 2011. There Will Come a Time. There will come a time. When it is time to wander off. Amidst my coworkers and family,. As they laugh and cry and carry on,. I cannot be with them.
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The arms of my ears reach out...: September 2010
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The arms of my ears reach out. I'm going up to the barn. Are you coming? None of us (or so few of us) pay attention; The work of God continues in the pollen falling from the bee as it moves from flower to flower. Every corner I turn,. There stands Hafez, damn his eyes! Wednesday, September 1, 2010. It's going to be one of those mornings:. Jazz on Pandora, cup of strong coffee, half a loaf of French bread,. And I can't find the *#! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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The arms of my ears reach out...: December 2012
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The arms of my ears reach out. I'm going up to the barn. Are you coming? None of us (or so few of us) pay attention; The work of God continues in the pollen falling from the bee as it moves from flower to flower. Every corner I turn,. There stands Hafez, damn his eyes! Thursday, December 20, 2012. And i'm crying and crying. What does my body know about us. That i don't know,. Am i crying from sadness or happiness? Or all of the above? She is so beautiful. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Syntax Is A Second Skin: Genre and the Queer Imagination
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Syntax Is A Second Skin. I'm the author of 16 books of poetry and prose, and Professor of English at Western Washington University. Email: carolannguess (at) gmail (dot) com. Thursday, April 2, 2015. Genre and the Queer Imagination. I'm excited to teach a graduate class this quarter. Western Washington University has a new MFA program in Creative Writing with an emphasis on hybrid genres. English 506: Multigenre Writing. Genre and the Queer Imagination. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). SEEING DELL (no...
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Syntax Is A Second Skin: I'm the luckiest teacher
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Syntax Is A Second Skin. I'm the author of 16 books of poetry and prose, and Professor of English at Western Washington University. Email: carolannguess (at) gmail (dot) com. Tuesday, March 31, 2015. I'm the luckiest teacher. Such a wonderful English 202 class! Thanks for a great quarter and crazy chair sculptures! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). How to Feel Confident. X Marks The Dress. Love Is A Map I Must Not Set On Fire. Index of Placebo Effects. My Father In Water. Your Sick (co-written with Eli...
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Syntax Is A Second Skin: March 2015
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Syntax Is A Second Skin. I'm the author of 16 books of poetry and prose, and Professor of English at Western Washington University. Email: carolannguess (at) gmail (dot) com. Tuesday, March 31, 2015. I'm the luckiest teacher. Such a wonderful English 202 class! Thanks for a great quarter and crazy chair sculptures! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). How to Feel Confident. X Marks The Dress. Love Is A Map I Must Not Set On Fire. Index of Placebo Effects. My Father In Water. SWITCH (novel) Calyx Books, 1998.
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The arms of my ears reach out...: October 2013
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The arms of my ears reach out. I'm going up to the barn. Are you coming? None of us (or so few of us) pay attention; The work of God continues in the pollen falling from the bee as it moves from flower to flower. Every corner I turn,. There stands Hafez, damn his eyes! Monday, October 28, 2013. And then I thought:. Verily, I have not come very far. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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The arms of my ears reach out...: April 2008
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The arms of my ears reach out. I'm going up to the barn. Are you coming? None of us (or so few of us) pay attention; The work of God continues in the pollen falling from the bee as it moves from flower to flower. Every corner I turn,. There stands Hafez, damn his eyes! Dead in Minutes Meditation. A Small Collection of Poems about Trees. Tuesday, April 29, 2008. Dead in Minutes Meditation. Sometimes my God seems far away, and I think:. That's why he sent Jesus; to be closer. It's a bad time for trees;.
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