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									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Invitation to an Empty Church<br />
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In the rafters: hungry, silent mice.<br />
Down below: the civilized ask light<br />
to forgive them mediocrity.</p>
<p>The light they seek is a cage<br />
in the rafters<br />
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									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Conveyance<br />
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Between the bones of the plat<br />
and the sale of our land, so much needs</p>
<p>to be done to make the title clean.<br />
The deed marked what everyone knew</p>
<p>then—the creek to the quarters<br />
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				<pubDate>Tue, 12 Jan 2016 05:30:12 -0500</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Street of My Life<br />
 <br />
Street of my life, I have left you and I have returned,<br />
   wandering nights in your renovated future,<br />
The deed has passed into my keeping, and the dead,<br />
   ever gracious, have agreed [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://streetlightmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/01/honey-474x356.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2015 03:50:04 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Temple Age<br />
 <br />
Sycamores phrasal, ashen,<br />
strap, bi-chromatic,</p>
<p>this cross-hatched, argent patch of woods.<br />
Respond with hard answers, please.</p>
<p>My season is upon me.<br />
Green in there somewhere, yes,</p>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 26 Aug 2013 18:42:29 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I Was Born Too Soon After<br />
 <br />
I was born in a crowded chorus<br />
of blizzard gusts,<br />
combing the darkness<br />
ten tiny fingers<br />
(one for every day<br />
I hung around the womb<br />
past due).<br />
 <br />
I breathed in my mother’s gri [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://streetlightmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/08/poetry_default_image-474x356.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2013 20:45:17 -0500</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Between Worlds<br />
for Margie<br />
 <br />
Her arms flutter, as if<br />
 <br />
                  to flee her body, the milk<br />
 <br />
glass hands skimming sheets<br />
 <br />
                  like autumn wings:<br />
 <br />
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				<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2013 20:41:07 -0500</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Being Me<br />
 <br />
The Trip across Texas is mine.<br />
Well, it’s in my name.<br />
The bank picks up the tab,<br />
I grab the fantasy:<br />
he practices my autograph<br />
in a cheap motel like a kid<br />
does Mickey Mantle’s.<br />
His girl [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://streetlightmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/08/poetry_default_image-474x356.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2013 20:38:25 -0500</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Accidental<br />
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Stowaway from Singapore,<br />
no papers or passport,<br />
surname unknown,</p>
<p>Short-tailed Babbler, Japanese White-eye,<br />
Orange-bellied Flowerpecker,</p>
<p>whoever you are, passing passerine,<br />
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				<pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2012 21:04:49 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Voices<br />
 <br />
I would be sitting there idly twirling<br />
the strawberry perched on top<br />
of the plump red pincushion<br />
while she was hunched over the singer</p>
<p>filigreed foot pedal<br />
making rhythmical clicking sounds<br />
as [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://streetlightmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/08/poetry_default_image-474x356.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2012 20:57:00 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Woman at the Post Office<br />
 <br />
An old woman’s trouble in deciding<br />
is holding up the line.<br />
Another crowd, another time,<br />
a loudmouth might complain,<br />
but here in mid-morning, the retired,<br />
mothers, students, all st [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://streetlightmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/08/poetry_default_image-474x356.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2012 20:30:48 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On a wintry late afternoon in the early 1960s, I was driving from Providence, Rhode Island, where I studied at Brown University, to my apartment in Waltham, Massachusetts. I did this three days a week – a ride o [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://streetlightmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/power-failure-1024x682.jpeg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2012 15:09:40 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Rehearsal<br />
 <br />
The best thing about the house<br />
I grew up in was that it sat at the edge<br />
of a small weedy lake<br />
where my mother and I would row<br />
to a raft through a thick tangle<br />
of water lilies, their white cups [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://streetlightmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/08/poetry_default_image-474x356.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2012 16:37:02 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In my twenties I thought of language as a bridge, not from one place to another, but above an abyss. The damnation waiting below was ordinary chaos, the dissonant march of hours, the rush of unsorted, simultaneous [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://streetlightmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/05/swirling-waters.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2012 23:05:25 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I Revise<br />
 <br />
I revise because images,<br />
like moth wings,<br />
grow, hidden in secret shrouds,</p>
<p>because the sun<br />
never stops seeking<br />
an oak in every acorn,</p>
<p>because milkweed,<br />
beautiful in bloom<br />
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				<pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2012 23:01:46 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Letterpress, Bangor<br />
 <br />
I, too, discern it: an impression of the impression<br />
left on leaves, the broadside’s bite, an invitation<br />
through the mail in a bygone, backhanded braille.<br />
The leaden shadows that hide th [&hellip;] <img loading="lazy" src="https://streetlightmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/08/poetry_default_image-474x356.jpg" /></p>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 23:10:00 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A Tomato, Like Love,<br />
 <br />
starts small, a fuzzy flimsy seedling<br />
sneaky worms would secretly undercut.</p>
<p>You could almost miss its yellowish blossom<br />
that becomes a fruit, hard and green at first,</p>
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				<pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2012 22:58:12 -0400</pubDate>

									<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Popillia Japonica<br />
 <br />
For rows of sun-buttered, glistening corn, red and green trimmed vines of<br />
tomatoes<br />
wrapping themselves around silvery rusted poles, thick fields of gummy<br />
blooming tobacco,<br />
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