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A Crush of Consonants and Open Vowels for Juliette

The crush of consonants
in Tom Daschle & the open
vowels of John Yau have
got me thinking of Mary Ann
Caws who says “Poetry can be
any damn thing it wants”
The treaty of 1868
We are not alone in a room
Being alone is anarchy
I’m certain the mice are
in the ceiling
A bomb instead of a drawing
It snowed last night
The sun today [...]