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Haiku and Pub

when the sun drops another view of fuji-san holding up the feet In PN Review 220, a celebration of Eavan Boland. Many tributes, from Sapphire, Mark Doty, Paula Meehan, Tara Bergin, Colm Tóibín, Yusef Kommunyakaa, and Sandra M. Gilbert, among others. I have a small piece that looks at Boland's sense of humor in "The Fire in Our Neighborhood."

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eating too much too late they say, can give you dreams black bears in new jersey

Love Is Strange

Movie watching is out-stripping movie reviewing, even movie remembering. The only solution is a list, before everything dissolves away. Ida (2013) is about a Polish novitiate who discovers from her only living relative that she is Jewish. The film is directed by Pawel Pawlikowski and stars Agata Trzebuchowska as Anna/Ida, and Agata Kulesza as Wanda, her free-living, depressed aunt. Beautiful cinematography. Absorbing narrative, except for the rather facile ending. In Cloudburst (2011), two old lesbians escape to Canada to get married. They pick up a young male drifter and teach him a few valuable life lessons. Written and directed by Thom Fitzgerald, the movie stars Olympia Dukakis as Stella and Brenda Fricker as Dot. Ryan Doucette is the young hitchhiker with the symbolic name of Prentice. Heartwarming and convincing. Guy and I watched Love Is Strange (2014) at the Lincoln Plaza Cinemas. After Ben and George got married, George is fired from his teaching job. Both have t

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from google hangout to black bears in new jersey a quick noisy lunch

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what stops me in my track an overhanging branch of leaves the colors of tiger

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Yesterday, some friends and I hiked to the top of Breakneck Ridge. The weather was full of changes. The clouds were white one moment, and black-gray another. It was sunny, and then it was raining. The wind blew at us at the top. At the bottom the air was quiet and still. sunny october day under a rock a lizard molts rolling up its sleeves tramping ungainly down the stony channel the stream tingles in my feet  how many gay boys does it take in Cold Spring to screw an antique bulb?

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the hunter's trail to the top of bear mountain i didn't take

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right after the rain little birds peck at the dirt e-a-t e-a-t e-a-t

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all through the night the sound of rushing waters pachinko parlors

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the tall blonde tourist puts her bag down by the tree where the dog pissed

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the blue bucket of the morning's bubble man makes a dark moon

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in the fall evening green flies glint like mica in granite

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fall foliage lodged in the line of trees cheese in the teeth