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Choose by Carl Sandburg

The single clenched fist lifted and ready, Or the open asking hand held out and waiting. Choose: For we meet by one or the other. Carl Sandburg 1878–1967 Rupture by Russell Boyle

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Childhood by Margaret Walker

When I was a child I knew red miners dressed raggedly and wearing carbide lamps. I saw them come down red hills to their camps dyed with red dust from old Ishkooda mines. Night after night I met them on … Continue reading

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