Read New and Selected Poems Online
Authors: Charles Simic
Poet of the dead leaves driven like ghosts,
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Popular Mechanics
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Postcard from S.
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Preachers Warn
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Prison Guards Silhouetted Against the Sky
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Prodigy
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Progress Report
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Prophesy
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Psalm
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Punch Minus Judy
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Puppet Maker
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Reading History
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Relaxing in a Madhouse
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Rocky was a regular guy, a loyal friend,
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Romantic Landscape
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Romantic Sonnet
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Sausage makers of History,
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Savageries to come,
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School for Visionaries
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Secret History
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Seems like a long time,
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Self-Portrait in Bed
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Separate Truths
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Serving Time
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Shaving
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Shelley
,
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She's pressing me gently . . . ,
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She was about to chop the head,
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Shirt
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Shoes, secret face of my inner life:,
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Sightseeing in the Capital
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Sky's gravedigger,
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Slaughterhouse Flies
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Snowy Morning Blues
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So far I've met here two Homers and one Virgil,
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Softly
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So, hurry up!,
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Solitude
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Solitude in Hotels
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So many crutches. Now even the daylight,
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Someone shuffles by my door . . . ,
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Sometimes walking late at night,
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so that's what it's like to be a wheel,
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Spoon
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St. John of the Cross wore dark glasses,
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Stone
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Strange Feast
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Strictly Bucolic
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St. Thomas Aquinas
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Stub of a Red Pencil
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Such skies came to worry men,
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Summer Light
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Summer Morning
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Summer Storm
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Sunday Papers
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Sunlight
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Sunset's Coloring Book
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Surely, he could make it easier,
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Surely, he walks among us unrecognized:,
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Swaying handcuffed,
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Sweetest
,
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Take down its ears first,
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Taken as a whole, it's a mystery,
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Talking to the Ceiling
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Talking to yourself on the front porch,
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Talk Radio
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Tapestry
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Tattooed City
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Tending a cliff-hanging Grand Hotel,
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That awful deceit of appearances,
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That Little Something
,
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That same light by which I saw her last,
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That's the one the butcher,
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That's the only image,
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That was the year the Nazis marched into Vienna,
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The Absentee Landlord
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The Altar
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The Ballad of the Wheel
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The Bather
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The Betrothal
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The Big War
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The Bird
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The Black Queen raised high,
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The blue trees are arguing with the red wind,
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The brightly painted horse,
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The butchery of the innocent,
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The Chair
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The Chicken Without a Head
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The church is an iceberg,
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The City
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The city had fallen. We came . . . ,
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The Clocks of the Dead
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The Cold
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The Common Insects of America
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The cows are to be slaughtered,
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The Dead in Photographs
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The devil likes the chicken coop,
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The Devils
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The ear threading,
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The Emperor
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The Emperor must not be told night is coming,
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The Empress
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The enormous engineering problems,
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The epoch of a streetcar drawn by horses,
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The Eskimos were ravaging Peru,
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The fat sisters,
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The Fly
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The Foundlings
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The Friends of Heraclitus
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The Future
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The great labor was always to efface oneself,
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The hundred-year-old china . . . ,
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The hundred-year-old servants,
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The Immortal
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The Improbable
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The Inanimate Object
,
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The Initiate
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The Inner Man
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The Invisible
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The last customer will stagger out of the door,
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The Lesson
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The Lights Are On Everywhere
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The likelihood of ever finding it is small,
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The Little Pins of Memory
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The Little Tear Gland That Says
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The Lives of the Alchemists
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The Lovers
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The machines were gone, and so were those who worked them,
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The madwoman went marking
X
's,
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The mail truck goes down the coast,
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The Massacre of the Innocents
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The Melon
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The moths rustle the pages of evening papers,
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Then there's aesthetic paradox,
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Then there was Johann,
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The obvious is difficult,
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The old farmer in overalls . . . ,
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The Old World
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The One to Worry About
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The one who lights the wood stove,
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The pages of all the books are blank,
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The Partial Explanation
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The Pieces of the Clock Lie Scattered
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The pink-cheeked Jesus,
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The Place
,
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The plastic statue of the Virgin,
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The poets of the Late Tang Dynasty,
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The president smiles to himself; he loves war,
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The Prisoner
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The Prodigal
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There are one or two murderers in any crowd,
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There may be words left,
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There now, where the first crumb,
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There's a book called,
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There's a thing in the world,
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There was a child's Sunday suit,
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There was a melon fresh from the garden,
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There were three of them, always three,
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The room is empty,
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The Scarecrow
,
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The season of lurid wildflowers,
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The Secret
,
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These grand old buildings,
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These rows of tall palm trees,
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The snail gives off stillness,
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The softness of this motel bed,
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The Soul Has Many Brides
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The Starry Sky
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The stone is a mirror . . . ,
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The Stream
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The Supreme Moment
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The teacher sits with eyes closed,
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The Terms
,
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The Tiger
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The time of minor poets is coming . . . ,
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The time of the year for the mystics,
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The Toad
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The Tower
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The Toy
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The Tragic Sense of Life
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The translator is a close reader,
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The trembling finger of a woman,
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The truth is dark under your eyelids,
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The Virgin Mother walked barefoot,
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The Voice at 3
A.M.
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The Wail
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The weight of tragic events,
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The White Room
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The wives of my friends,
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The world was already here,
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The Writings of the Mystics
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They ask for a knife,
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They didn't answer to repeated knocks,
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They dish out the usual excuses to one another:,
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They had already attached the evening's tears to the windowpanes,
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They like shady rooms,
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They showed me a dashing officer on horseback,
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They were pale like the stones on the meadow,
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They were talking about the war,
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Things Need Me
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This chair was once a student of Euclid,
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This is where all our joyrides ended:,
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This old world needs propping up,
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This one kept its dignity,
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This peaceful world of ours is ready for destructionâ,
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This strange thing must have crept,
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Thousands of old men . . . ,
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Three Doors
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Three old women sat knitting,
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Three Photographs
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Thumb, loose tooth of a horse . . . ,
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Time's hurrying me, putting me to the test,
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To Dreams
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To Fate
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To find a bit of thread,
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To get into it,
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To grieve, always to suffer,
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To Laziness
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To Think Clearly
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Toward Nightfall
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Toy Factory
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Trailer Park
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Transport
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Trees in the Open Country
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“Tropical luxuriance around the idea . . . ,
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Trouble Coming
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Two Dogs
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Two Riddles
,
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Unmade Beds
,
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Used Book Store
,
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Used Clothing Store
,
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Ventriloquist Convention
,
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Via del Tritone
,
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Views from a Train
,
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Voyage to Cythera
,
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Waiting for the Sun to Set
,
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Walking
,
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Wanted Poster
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War
,
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War, illness and famine will make you their favorite grandchild,
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Watch it spin like a wheel,
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Watermelons
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Wears a smirk on his face,
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We don't even take time,
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We played war during the war,
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We were never formally introduced,
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We were so poor . . . ,
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What I need is a pig and an angel,
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What I Overheard
,
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What the Gypsies Told My Grandmother While She Was Still a Young Girl
,
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What the White Had to Say
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When I see a cockroach,
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When she still knew how to make shadows speak,
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