First line: My vest carries around this warm.

First line: For every pleasure and guided celebration.

First line: No big deal, anyone could do it.

First line: A book opens. People come out, bend.

First line: In the dark book where words crowded together.

First line: Maybe someone comes to the door and says.

First line: To think, I hold my head and roll.

First line: You reading this: Stop. It just gets.

First line: Barb, Steve....

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First line: It’s just the Earth, a great still body.

First line: A book opens. People come out, bend.

First line: Red Wolf came, and Passenger Pigeon.

First line: Paper, please accept this life of mine.

First line: It isn’t that the blossoms fall, Ezra.

First line: One worm said to another worm, “What kind.

First line: Have you a place where, when the world.

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First line: Little things hide. Sometimes they.

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First line: In the still picture one leaf begins to move.

First line: When breath spoke, earth reached out far.

First line: The Apache word for love stings.

First line: Turn into pearls.

First line: To be a mountain you have to climb alone.

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First line: Some faces make a hole in the air.

First line: You can have roses. You can train.

First line: After that knifeblade, we breathed.

First line: What the sky heard, from open throats.

First line: Ecology.

First line: Remember how bright it is.

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First line: Any Day, Any Night.

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First line: The light by the barn that shines all night.

First line: Star Guides.

First line: How a piece of the sky got lost one night.

First line: Grundy and Hoagland and all the rest who ganged.

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First line: My head turns to one side on the pillow.

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First line: Owls listen a lot, then turn their heads.

First line: If you go along Main Street you see.

First line: Lots of tires go around together.

First line: Falling separate into the dark.

First line: Stand alongside a river. Invoke the owls.

First line: Again tonight the cedars are listening. They hear.

First line: Often, while the barn braces itself.

First line: Remember the person you thought you were? That summer.

First line: On the night you were born.

First line: There was an island. It dissolved away.

First line: The butcher knife was there.

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First line: That year, that summer, that vacation.

First line: Willows keep ready, in case a wind.

First line: Red Wolf came, and Passenger Pigeon.

First line: Part of the cost, we knew, was the pain.

First line: One of my wings beat faster.

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First line: That winter of the war, every day.

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First line: Poetry on the buses.

First line: New Letters.

First line: Critical Quarterly.

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First line: To Ernest Stefanik.

First line: Chariton Review.

First line: To Marvin Bell.

First line: A dog in a book we had.

First line: All their lives out here some people know.

First line: Letter from Walter Hamady.

First line: Invisible skyrockets, we know, are going off.

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First line: You find relics they left, sorry.

First line: How a piece of the sky got lost one night.

First line: Day, holding its lantern before it.

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First line: This trunk or big suitcase.

First line: Tell them how tame geese lure wild ones.

First line: Look at me. My family are gone. I am old and alone.

First line: We pitied our uncle and the odd face.

First line: After their jobs are done old people.

First line: When evening had flowed between houses.

First line: When you’re old you dance different; and after.

First line: Now I remember: in our town the druggist.

First line: In those reaches of the night when your thoughts.

First line: The telephone line goes cold.

First line: First, this face - history did it.

First line: The old have a secret.

First line: We live near the San Andreas Fault.

First line: Grass that was moving found all shades of brown.

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First line: I like you with nothing. Are you.

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First line: Feeling is Believing.

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First line: In the mornings I lie partly propped up.

First line: Mostly you look back and say, well, ok. Things might have.

First line: Any Breeze to Willow.

First line: Kansas wind.

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First line: It will be coming toward Earth.

First line: We were alone one night on a long.

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First line: A hand appears.

First line: Every lamp that approves its foot.

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First line: By the rules you stop in that pose.

First line: To get there, Time arrives, dragging its own.

First line: Floorboards of an old car. Shaking.

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First line: The road goes down. It stops at the sea.

First line: Love the earth like a mole.

First line: When you wake to the dream of Now.

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First line: In breath, where kingdoms hide.

First line: If you can get dumb enough....

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First line: Oft it befalls by the grace of God.

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First line: "Art is not a pleasure, a solace . . .".

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First line: Save the little pieces that escape other people.

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First line: They talk their hands. They wave.

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First line: In October 1816.

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First line: In grad seminr, a nun....

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First line: When choosing one writer over another.

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First line: That night your great guns, unawares.

First line: All events and experiences are local, somewhere.

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First line: "One must want to learn.".

First line: Dear Governor Atiyeh.

First line: Finding the nest of the lark.

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First line: Without a door closing.

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First line: Talking along in our not quite prose way.

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First line: Day after day up there beating my wings.

First line: South of the bridge on Seventeenth.

First line: Talk like a jellyfish can ruin a party.

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First line: We stood by the library. It was an August night..

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First line: The girl who used to sing in the choir.

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First line: The Apache word for love twists.

First line: Down in the Frantic Mountains.

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First line: Under my hat I custom you intricate, Ella.

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First line: Light wind at Grand Praire, drifting snow..

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First line: In the late night listening from bed.

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First line: Frightened at the slope of the writing, I looked up.

First line: The seed that met water spoke a little name.

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First line: In scenery I like flat country.

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First line: From old Fort Walla Walla and the Klickitats.

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First line: A star hit in the hills behind our home.

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First line: There was a slow girl in art class.

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First line: In the late night listening from bed.

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First line: Commencement Introduction (Willamette, Berkeley).

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First line: We are surrounded....

First line: We use the stupid self (2 tearsheets).

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First line: There is a near torrent silent beyond.

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First line: Program for R’s Poetica #6 (EOSC).

First line: Program for Idea Theatre (Oregon Poetry Assoc.) at PSC (PSU).

First line: Oh, suddenly we saw how easy.

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First line: If we built on the slope.

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First line: Like sorrow and their scarves, history.

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First line: James Long.

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First line: Ohio Review.

First line: The Nation.

First line: to Jeopardy.

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First line: Bocky.

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First line: Some nights you hear wires taunting the wind.

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First line: That year the news.

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First line: Crisis they call it? - when.

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First line: Breaking every law except the one.

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First line: A trouble with textbook summaries....

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First line: A long rope of gray smoke was.

First line: I sat silent.

First line: It was all the clods at once become.

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First line: The seed that met water spoke a little name.

First line: Our car was fierce enough.

First line: While she was talking a bear happened along, violating.

First line: In scenery I like flat country.

First line: Ours are the streets where Bess first met her.

First line: No sound--a spell--on, on out.

First line: Once they could hold (though they dropped.

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First line: Full length, a grassblade saws a stone.

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First line: Grass is our flag. It whispers, “Asia.

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First line: Over this great northernland.

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First line: I really can say no more on this subject.

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First line: What is it you’re starving for?.

First line: It is a melancholy object....

First line: ...by devout prayer....

First line: Please write notes.....

First line: Even before we settle down.

First line: One of the best-known passages in Friedrich Nietzsche’s writings....

First line: Tomorrow, dawn, the hour when fields are white.

First line: If you don't know the kind of person I am.

First line: When they shook the box, and poured out its chances.

First line: Something you are writing . . ..

First line: Framed in her phoenix fire-screen, Edna Ward.

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First line: Bess.

First line: My Father: October 1942.

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First line: An old anguish, real as a nail.

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First line: Ealier today I did.

First line: When you swim in the surf.

First line: Never intrude on another’s.

First line: Every sustained literary activity.

First line: After the last class.

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First line: From our balloon floating early.

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First line: Over this great northernland.

First line: At the round earth's imagined corners, blow.

First line: Turning and turning in the widening gyre.

First line: Making these words things to.

First line: There are countries I locate by the taste of coffee.

First line: Once I fell, already falling, and from that fall.

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First line: At night sometimes the big fog roams in tall.

First line: Late, at the beginning of cold.

First line: We have found a certain heavy kind of wolf.

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First line: Maybe it’s out by Glass Butte some.

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First line: This year began.

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First line: When they turn the dial to “know”.

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First line: You are being watched. This is a recording”.

First line: The sun tugs across the sky.

First line: Once upon a time nothing happened.

First line: Imagine a voice calling.

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First line: Or you could do it, the speech I mean.

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First line: Somebody came to the door that night.

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First line: Maybe (it's a fear), maybe.

First line: Some time when the river is ice ask me.

First line: A bird inside a box, a box will sing.

First line: You learn from losers. You yield back tough talk.

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First line: Not yet old enough, still only a kid.

First line: In my dream I was dead.

First line: They’ll come back, days will, gray sky.

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First line: You wonder, sometimes.

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First line: Cold nights outside the taverns in Wyoming.

First line: You can load on almost anything.

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First line: Pascal glanced at infinity.

First line: Frightened at the slant of writing, I looked up.

First line: They tell how it was,and how time.

First line: Here is the rabbit that ran through a field on fire.

First line: Many things in the world have.

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First line: We stood by the library. It was - say - a June night.

First line: Mitten, follow that hand.” All.

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First line: Late, at the beginning of cold.

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First line: How do owls find each other.

First line: Every lamp that approves its foot.

First line: When you wake to the dream of now.

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First line: Away down deep and away up high.

First line: Sometime you’ll walk all night.

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First line: It’s a room where you go to understand, where you change.

First line: In the form of mist, from under a stone.

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First line: If I had a wing it might hurt.

First line: Sometimes before great events a person will try.

First line: The loudest sound in our car.

First line: They brought me where it was bright and said.

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First line: In the form of mist, from under a stone.

First line: I am the wind. Long ago.

First line: First the falls, then the cave.

First line: To walk anywhere in the world, to live.

First line: We must go back and find a trail on the ground.

First line: Halfway across a bridge one night.

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First line: Tempted to become complacent….

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First line: In certain ancient musical scales . . ..

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First line: One summer evening in the world, the air.

First line: Where a river touches an island.

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First line: Fleet as a bronco the road goes.

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First line: Dull Knife,” that sound, his name, surrounded.

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First line: My name is Old Mortality - mine is the hand.

First line: One of your lives, hurt by the mere sight of.

First line: here is a cup left empty in their.

First line: There could be an island.

First line: Where the wind ended and we came down.

First line: Far as the night goes, brittle as the stars.

First line: The left side of her world is gone.

First line: The only relics left are those long.

First line: Ours are the streets where Bess first met her.

First line: A rock, a leaf, mud, even the grass.

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First line: My father said, Listen, and that subtle song.

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First line: Like the nothing Mozart used.

First line: This town has a spire.

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First line: In a mirror that saved those days.

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First line: Before the trees came, when only grass.

First line: One day all the people come out on the street.

First line: A telephone line goes cold.

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First line: South of the bridge on Seventeenth.

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First line: A piccolo played, then a drum.

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First line: Remember me, kids? Here.

First line: Now I remember: in our town the druggist.

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First line: One scene as I bow to pour her coffee.

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First line: Somewhere, I think in Dakota.

First line: A telephone line goes cold.

First line: The seed that met water spoke a little name.

First line: Today outside your prison I stand.

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First line: For years I was tuned a few notes too high.

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First line: At noon in the desert a panting lizard.

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First line: When Saint Sebastian came down this street.

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First line: She came out of the field - low.

First line: The young man who has to look.

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First line: This town is haunted by some good deed.

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First line: This is the hand I dipped in the Missouri.

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First line: At least at night, a streetlight.

First line: One day across the lake where echoes come now.

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First line: Inside the trees, where tomorrow.

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First line: Balloons in a cluster mumble their monstrous regard.

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First line: First the falls, then the cave.

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First line: A Ritual: Kids’ talk.

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First line: The war chief danced the old way.

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First line: Some time when the river is ice ask me.

First line: A bird inside a box, a box will.

First line: In breath, where kingdoms hide.

First line: Who challenged my soldier mother?.

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First line: Next time what I’d do is look at.

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First line: Ten-Eighty they say it, when they call.

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First line: Stone.

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First line: Being tagged a regional artist….

First line: The first loom I got for $25 in Laguna.

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First line: In the dark book where words crowded together.

First line: In the late night listening from bed.

First line: Art thou a Statist in the van.

First line: Once in a cave a little bar of light.

First line: Grass that was moving found all shades of brown.

First line: Some time when the river is ice aske me.

First line: A candle went down its own long stair.

First line: Some of the cars are yellow, that go.

First line: When you stop off at rehearsal you can stumble.

First line: You may carry this day folded all your life.

First line: The only relics left are those long.

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First line: Just because it isn’t here, people.

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First line: A butterfly at evening, pretending to be chance.

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First line: Night wears out. Stars that were high go down.

First line: After it came down from the mountains.

First line: You look over the edge, down, down.

First line: What is the motor of this poem?.

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First line: When a goat likes a book, the book is gone.

First line: In these latter days of the twentieth century.

First line: Come down Canyon Creek trail on a summer afternoon.

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First line: This is the hand I dipped in the Missouri.

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First line: When books lean against each other and fall.

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First line: Along Main Street, avoiding what trouble.

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First line: In war so many come.

First line: When animals lived in caves, our mothers.

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First line: One wall said, It’s beyond me the wind.

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First line: Time wants to show you a different country. It’s the one.

First line: Time wants to show you a different country. It’s the one.

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First line: Just because it isn’t here, people.

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First line: It’s all different now. After the loud world.

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First line: Cold people, proud people.

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First line: Some time when the river is ice ask me.

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First line: Some of the cars are yellow, that go.

First line: She was a modern, you know.

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First line: One of my wings beat faster.

First line: This is the field where the battle did not happen.

First line: In winter, in the dark hours, when others.

First line: Sometime when the river is ice ask me.

First line: There are people on a parallel way. We do not.

First line: For long my life left hers. It went.

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First line: No warning was posted there in the theater.

First line: Grundy and Hoagland and all the rest who ganged.

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First line: The room you are in was designed to make you forget.

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First line: A bomb photographed me on the stone.

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First line: When evening had flowed between houses.

First line: Whispering to each handhold, “I’ll be back”.

First line: A birthday is when you might not have been born.

First line: Sometime nothing has happened. We are home.

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First line: The perfect snow that told your face which way.

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First line: Our daughter Kit, six years old.

First line: That year, that summer, that vacation.

First line: When evening had flowed between houses.

First line: We stood by the library. It was an August night.

First line: Loves upturned faces, laves everybody.

First line: Hurt people crawl as it they.

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First line: Whispering to each handhold, “I’ll be back”.

First line: To be ready again if they find an owl, crows.

First line: A flavor like wild honey begins.

First line: Somebody today called me "old".

First line: You the very old, I have come.

First line: There is blindness, there is.

First line: Some network has brough history, all the rights.

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First line: Those lines on your palm, they can be read.

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First line: The two girls were bigger, and they turned.

First line: One good thing, you can’t get.

First line: This place, hand-carved is waiting for.

First line: Any house has a little tone, maybe one chord.

First line: Whatever we seek may crawl toward us if we walk.

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First line: Most people sleep through the dreaming of what.

First line: That sound we knew, that we almost heard.

First line: When the sun pours its light and heat.

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First line: At first the old people hesitate - time.

First line: Sudden, it comes for you.

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First line: Big purple sky, tree cut out.

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First line: Before music, when the world only happened.

First line: Late, at the beginning of cold.

First line: As if pursued by music that others couldn’t hear.

First line: Some of us make mistakes, you know.

First line: Down the road.

First line: Before dawn, across the whole road.

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First line: It happens lonely--no one.

First line: Old cedars, when the storms come.

First line: Then that animals wandered on and began to drink.

First line: These mountains do their own announcements. They.

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First line: You try to be sure while you stand.

First line: Our heads bent over the floor, so rich.

First line: Trees near the top have heard too many.

First line: They fold themselves in the middle and sit. Elbows.

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First line: Ten-eighty” they say, when they call.

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First line: A shadow hides in every stone.

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First line: Big purple sky, tree cut out.

First line: An old barn could hold out its dreams.

First line: All new, each flake.

First line: All those years when the wind made its whimper.

First line: The face hardly changes. A corner of the mouth.

First line: Can a few lifting ducks leave the water.

First line: Down the road old Mrs Drew is raking.

First line: Pretty soon after the moon, a million frogs.

First line: They never found what slowly descended, silently.

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First line: The broken part mends even stronger than the rest.

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First line: Grandpa gives me a candy watch.

First line: A flavor like wild honey begins.

First line: There was a certain flake. For miles it.

First line: That time you glanced away, when.

First line: This part of the program they will save.

First line: Nobody could come because ours was the house.

First line: Creighton L. Herkesheimer.

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First line: When Earth was a lonely place.

First line: The thing is, water won’t stay, once.

First line: We would get a map of our farm as big.

First line: For years I was tuned a few notes too high.

First line: Along Main Street, avoiding what trouble.

First line: In Babylon, where I live now, revenge.

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First line: Maybe (it's a fear), maybe.

First line: The same air you felt when you dreamed.

First line: In Nevada we ordinary people carry our money.

First line: There are people on a parallel way.

First line: We stood by the library. It was an August night.

First line: The dark side of the world carries you.

First line: Part of the cost, we knew, was the pain.

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First line: In this head is the sky. The dome.

First line: On our bench in the garden my mother shelled peas.

First line: From back here, their shadows look long.

First line: Traveling through the dark.

First line: We walk a secret earth. Our look.

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First line: South of the bridge on Seventeenth.

First line: It seems like someone’s mind when they forget.

First line: To be present, seeing.

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First line: On Main one night when they sounded the chimes.

First line: If only the wind moved, outside, and all else waited.

First line: When we all leave here tomorrow.

First line: Traveling through the dark I found a deer.

First line: Some trees look down when.

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First line: Late, at the beginning of cold.

First line: The room you are in was designed to make you forget.

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First line: Bringing its talent for recognition.

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First line: It shocks even yet, that plunge.

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First line: The thing is, I’m still.

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First line: When Sacajawea’s child grew up and sidestepped.

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First line: Said a blind fish loved that lake.

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First line: I am the wind. Long ago.

First line: Tonight beyond the determined moon.

First line: Monday - Liberties Day.

First line: When we first moved here, pulled.

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First line: We move a compass and watch the needle.

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First line: Our earth, the whole of it, is alive, they say.

First line: We would climb the highest dune.

First line: The light by the barn that shines all night.

First line: In the play Amy didn’t want to be.

First line: Mine was a Midwest home - you can keep your world.

First line: Let's assume you have neglected to write.

First line: My mother had a child, one dark.

First line: This is the hand I dipped in the Missouri.

First line: Everyone first hears the news as a child.

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First line: That winter of the war, every day.

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First line: Remember the line in the sand.

First line: Frightened at the slant of the writing, I looked up.

First line: Ants, when they meet each other.

First line: Now I remember: in our town the druggist.

First line: It’s love,” they say. You touch.

First line: They struggled their legs and blindly loved, those puppies.

First line: This bush with light green leaves.

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First line: Some people, they tire of their dog, they.

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First line: The stars have died overhead in their great cold.

First line: Sometimes up out of this land.

First line: We were alone one night on a long.

First line: To Geronimo rocks were the truth.

First line: The mirror cared less and less at the last, but.

First line: They will give you a paperweight.

First line: Choose a day. Bring it up to the big lens.

First line: Red Wolf came, and Passenger Pigeon.

First line: Wind past a hollow tree, that mouth.

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First line: Say it's a picnic on the Fourth of July.

First line: Once where we lived, every place in the sky.

First line: This morning I breathed in. It had rained.

First line: Floorboards of an old car. Shaking.

First line: Dandelion cavalry, light little saviors.

First line: They come to the door, usually carrying or leading.

First line: When you’re old you dance different; and after.

First line: That time I glanced away when.

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First line: In the mornings I lie partly propped up.

First line: Soldiers wore puttees, then. That was.

First line: Only the world guides me.

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First line: Some time when the river is ice ask me.

First line: A bird inside a box, a box will.

First line: Our mother knew our worth.

First line: To Memphis in a bad time Martin.

First line: On that street in San Francisco.

First line: Someone is asking you the ultimate.

First line: Certain writers create a zone of language that….

First line: My father could hear a little animal step.

First line: In the late night listening from bed.

First line: Lorene - we thought she’d come home. But.

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First line: In the dark book where words crowded together.

First line: You know that little drum in your breast all the time?.

First line: It happens. You always.

First line: Once in a cave a little bar of light.

First line: When you wake to the dream of now.

First line: This book is written for such men.

First line: Sally Taylor gave us a picture book.

First line: Frightened at the slant of the writing, I looked up.

First line: They make a song for their dogs, up North.

First line: With great pleasure and deep regret I must.

First line: Surrounded by the cloying element.

First line: It’s as if I am setting forth partly holding my breath.

First line: How do your dreams find you?.

First line: When others talk of their new.

First line: Time wants to show you a different country. It's the one.

First line: A bomb photographed me on the stone.

First line: There was the slow girl in art class.

First line: Tell that one about Catherine.

First line: This town is haunted by some good deed.

First line: A star hit in the hills behind our house.

First line: Into the desert, trading people for horses.

First line: Away down deep and away up high.

First line: One time a green forest one time.

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First line: Tell that one about Catherine.

First line: What if there weren’t any stars?.

First line: Our mother knew our worth.

First line: We would climb the highest dune.

First line: They come to the door, usually carrying or leading.

First line: Grass that was moving found all shades of brown.

First line: Before our life was there a world?.

First line: At night it was easy for me with my little candle.

First line: Protecting each other, right in the center.

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First line: Someone said, stirring their tea, "I would.

First line: When Sun heard about snow, everything got quiet.

First line: This monument is for the unknown.

First line: For long my life left hers. It went.

First line: Ours are the streets where Bess first met her.

First line: Birds don’t say it just once. If they like it.

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First line: Animals full of light.

First line: In my wilderness dreams, when.

First line: Someone in this house has to tell it.

First line: Nine was looking toward the right, the way.

First line: Near your face a breath, your dog: “It’s day”.

First line: A birthday is when you might not have been born.

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First line: Of a summer day, of what moves.

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