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		<title>Poem, &#8220;Memento Mori&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Apr 2011 19:31:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>John T Marohn</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I will die on this side Of my silenced breath, Not the other side, Where stories scramble In traffic-stopping Marathons of panting Joggers, frantic, In their drenched bodies, To win my dazed Mind over To the simple truth of What will happen next, When I close my questioning Eyes for the very last time.]]></description>
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		<title>Poem, &#8220;Look Surprised&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2011 12:43:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>John T Marohn</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I suppose I could want You more than I do, But I&#8217;ll drift for a while, If you don&#8217;t mind, Shop among the tourists, Walk with stray cats, Look surprised, When you walk Through the door March 22, 2011]]></description>
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		<title>Poem, &#8220;Play it again, Sam&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Mar 2011 21:51:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>John T Marohn</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[do the next right thing]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[So, if I get it right The first time, I&#8217;m not required By any dusty law To do it again. Repetition doesn&#8217;t always Work like fearless Branches stuttering In chatty unison From an aging trunk, Some curling Towards the sun, Others, insecure In their laziness, Weighted with memory Of last April&#8217;s Freezing rain. They&#8217;ve all [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Poem, &#8220;Texting Iphigenia&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2011 23:26:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>John T Marohn</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A text-message was discovered on an ancient Blackberry found in a dumpster behind a Greek restaurant outside Athens by a group of roving teenage scavengers. The message was sent by a girl named Hermione to Iphigenia, the classic heroine, who was sacrificed so that the winds would begin in Aulis harbor, allowing the Greek ships [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Poem, &#8220;Change&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2011 16:04:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>John T Marohn</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[You will, of course, change. We all know it. From ragged-edged coat, Smelling of beer and car oil, Tested every day In the blustery wind, near Old, dank harbors, To rose-odored concert-goer, Your main of hair Waving with each breath Of lush spring air, Not wild as the wolf, But tenderly, as the pliant, Nipple-sated [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Poem, &#8220;Another One-Night Stand&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2011 20:11:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>John T Marohn</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Meeting, as we do, Under the shoals of Silent blankets, We hear a simmering Gideon from a motel drawer, Whispering warnings Of ancient avatars Descending to the earth, Their rights unearned, To play among the herds. We, after all, Are no different, Disloyal to a fault, Staggering in the rinks Of our desires, Welded to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Poem, &#8220;Morning Chatter&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Feb 2011 19:56:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>John T Marohn</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Some marching-band cadence In your voice this morning, Candied, like A fresh apple, Jaunting talk, really, Of tasks to be done From scraps of Stainless papers On a refrigerator door, Or jobs completed, Not curfewed, but Cashiered, coffined, Into the glazed silence Of a dead grandfather&#8217;s Gray eyes February 24, 2011]]></description>
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		<title>Poem, &#8220;Sturdy as the Kitchen Stove&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Feb 2011 22:20:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>John T Marohn</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am, today, steady as a Mushroom rain, Even regal, I think, Holding court To sibilant rumors Of my demise, And feeling sturdy As the kitchen stove In its unburnished Solitude, But weary as the old oak, Or the aging Labrador Attacked by children With lightening-rod Fists against their Favorite punching bag. February 20, 2011]]></description>
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		<title>Poem, &#8220;I am here&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Feb 2011 22:05:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>John T Marohn</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Je suis ici I am present Like a confused cat Circling its Full water bowl, Rejecting the Unscrambled obvious Of what is given, Not like a wrapped gift, But as the raw, Naked sun Opening its glazed eyes To an ungrateful earth And then lumbering, As I do, Across the slow arch of another day. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Poem, &#8220;My Right Hand&#8217;s Response&#8221;</title>
		<link>http://johntmarohn.com/blog/poetry-2/poem-my-right-hands-response/</link>
		<comments>http://johntmarohn.com/blog/poetry-2/poem-my-right-hands-response/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Feb 2011 04:25:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>John T Marohn</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am, you know, The elder child, Having refused A long time ago, To abdicate my duty To protect my sweet Owner&#8217;s assets Against the lithe advances Of the puerile sibling Who would own Father&#8217;s prickly advances When he stole a Luscious red apple Or touched Mrs Garrison&#8217;s Unattended breasts On any day in August [...]]]></description>
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