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Discrimination by Kenneth Rexroth

I don’t mind the human race. I’ve got pretty used to them In these past twenty-five years. I don’t mind if they sit next To me on streetcars, or eat In the same restaurants, if It’s not at the same … Continue reading

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Poets by Janet Frame

If poets die young they bequeath two thirds of their life to the critics to graze and grow fat in visionary grass. If poets die in old age they live their own lives they write their own poems they are … Continue reading

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