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	<title>Mind of Winter</title>
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	<description>A forum for discussing poems and poetry</description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 19:06:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<link>http://mindofwinter.org/2006/05/11/post-title/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 May 2006 18:40:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michael</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[General]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[
Limerick (III)
from Generic Literature by Steve White

There once was an X from place B
That satisfied predicate P
He or she did thing A
In an adjective way
Resulting in circumstance C



Maybe my brain is not functioning entirely properly, being three days from freedom, but I found this poem to be rather fun. There&#8217;s some more good generic stuff [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Life, to be sure</title>
		<link>http://mindofwinter.org/2006/03/24/life-to-be-sure/</link>
		<comments>http://mindofwinter.org/2006/03/24/life-to-be-sure/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Mar 2006 01:48:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alan</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[General]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.jokeofalltrades.com/poetry/?p=119</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Jon pointed me years ago to this nearly perfect poem by A.E. Houseman:

by A.E. Houseman

Here dead lie we because we did not choose
To live and shame the land from which we sprung.


Life, to be sure, is nothing much to lose;
But young men think it is, and we were young.

I have been reflecting on this very [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Kisses</title>
		<link>http://mindofwinter.org/2006/01/21/kisses/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2006 13:04:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michael</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[General]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[
Jenny Kissed Me
by Leigh Hunt

Jenny kissed me when we met,
&#160;&#160;Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
&#160;&#160;Sweets into your list, put that in.
Say I&#8217;m weary, say I&#8217;m sad,
&#160;&#160;Say that health and wealth have missed me;
Say I&#8217;m growing old, but add&#8212;
&#160;&#160;Jenny kissed me!


Dearest Cynara, I have broken faith; come what may, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Lexicographic</title>
		<link>http://mindofwinter.org/2006/01/20/lexicographic/</link>
		<comments>http://mindofwinter.org/2006/01/20/lexicographic/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Jan 2006 11:26:38 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alan</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[MacNeice]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[General]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I had the greatest lexicographic moment of my life when I looked up the word &#8216;cromlech&#8217; after reading this poem.

The Cromlech
by Louis MacNeice

From trivia of froth and pollen
White tufts in the rabbit warren
And every minute like a thicket
Nicked and dropped, nicked and dropped,
Extracters and abstracters ask
What emerges, what survives,
And once the stopper is unstopped
What was [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Boredom</title>
		<link>http://mindofwinter.org/2006/01/13/dorebum/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2006 14:57:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michael</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Collins]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[General]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.jokeofalltrades.com/poetry/?p=113</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[The other day, I decided to try my hand at composing a more modern piece of poetry, but the results were dismal:

A Meta-Analysis of Free Verse in Free VerseorOde on Itself
by Michael Hoke

Imagine
&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;how beautiful
&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;this poem could have been
&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;had you but written it
Yourself


I was struck today, however, when I read a review of Billy Collins&#8217; newest [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Things Being Various</title>
		<link>http://mindofwinter.org/2005/12/14/things-being-various/</link>
		<comments>http://mindofwinter.org/2005/12/14/things-being-various/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 15 Dec 2005 03:40:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brian</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[MacNeice]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[
Snow
by Louis MacNeice

The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was
Spawning snow and pink roses against it
Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:
World is suddener than we fancy it.


World is crazier and more of it than we think,
Incorrigibly plural. I peel and portion
A tangerine and spit the pips and feel
The drunkenness of things being various.


And the fire [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Though it is not Spring</title>
		<link>http://mindofwinter.org/2005/11/20/though-it-is-not-spring/</link>
		<comments>http://mindofwinter.org/2005/11/20/though-it-is-not-spring/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Nov 2005 17:06:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alan</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[MacNeice]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[General]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.jokeofalltrades.com/poetry/?p=112</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I am a huge fan of MacNeice now. Read this poem out loud. He is a poet who has such a mastery over sounds that I often care very little about his themes - though they are nothing to sneeze at, either. (It is almost embarrasing to love a poem so much that has &#8220;sunshine&#8221; [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Poet of Ceder St.</title>
		<link>http://mindofwinter.org/2005/11/20/the-poet-of-ceder-ave/</link>
		<comments>http://mindofwinter.org/2005/11/20/the-poet-of-ceder-ave/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Nov 2005 16:46:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alan</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[General]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.jokeofalltrades.com/poetry/?p=111</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Never mind the long silence, I have enjoyed Hoke&#8217;s posts and thoughts on Nietzsche. I plan to take some time with him and his solitudes and renunciations. 
I have recently been spending some evenings with a fine poet named Warren Carrier, father of Wintry-Minded Ethan. Conversations with him have inspired me to try again to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Excelsior!</title>
		<link>http://mindofwinter.org/2005/11/08/excelsior/</link>
		<comments>http://mindofwinter.org/2005/11/08/excelsior/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2005 17:39:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michael</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Longfellow]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[
Excelsior
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

The shades of night were falling fast,
As through an Alpine village passed
A youth, who bore, &#8217;mid snow and ice,
A banner with the strange device,
&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;Excelsior!


His brow was sad; his eye beneath,
Flashed like a falchion from its sheath,
And like a silver clarion rung
The accents of that unknown tongue,
&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;Excelsior!


In happy homes he saw the light
Of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Poeta Loquitur</title>
		<link>http://mindofwinter.org/2005/10/07/poeta-loquitur/</link>
		<comments>http://mindofwinter.org/2005/10/07/poeta-loquitur/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Oct 2005 23:20:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michael</dc:creator>
		
		<category><![CDATA[Collins]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[Thomas]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[Frost]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.jokeofalltrades.com/poetry/?p=109</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[I haven&#8217;t had a chance to listen to much yet, and what I have listened to hasn&#8217;t really inspired me to listen to much more, but I figure some of you might be interested: I found a link over at Salon to several downloadable CDs worth of Dylan Thomas reading his and others&#8217; poetry, with [...]]]></description>
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