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		<title>A daily poem #118 – December 8, 2009</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 03:49:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chris hibbard</dc:creator>
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by Langston Hughes
Mother to Son 
Well, son, I&#8217;ll tell you:
Life for me ain&#8217;t been no crystal stair.
It&#8217;s had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floorâ€”
Bare.
But all the time
I&#8217;se been a-climbin&#8217; on,
And reachin&#8217; landin&#8217;s,
And turnin&#8217; corners,
And sometimes goin&#8217; in the dark
Where there ain&#8217;t been no light.
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		<title>A daily poem #117 – December 6, 2009</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 03:49:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chris hibbard</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem
by Langston Hughes
Let America Be America Again 
Let America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.
(America never was America to me.)
Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed&#8211;
Let it be that great strong land of love
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Dec 2009 03:49:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chris hibbard</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem
by Dylan Thomas
Before I Knocked 
Before I knocked and flesh let enter,
With liquid hands tapped on the womb,
I who was as shapeless as the water
That shaped the Jordan near my home
Was brother to Mnetha&#8217;s daughter
And sister to the fathering worm.
I who was deaf to spring and summer,
Who knew not sun nor moon by name,
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		<title>A daily poem #115 – December 2, 2009</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 03:43:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chris hibbard</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem
by Dylan Thomas
Love In The Asylum 

A stranger has come
To share my room in the house not right in the head,
A girl mad as birds
Bolting the night of the door with her arm her plume.
Strait in the mazed bed
She deludes the heaven-proof house with entering clouds
Yet she deludes with walking the nightmarish room,
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		<title>A daily poem #114 – November 30, 2009</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 03:42:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem
by Rudyard Kipling 
Cupid&#8217;s Arrows 
Pit where the buffalo cooled his hide,
By the hot sun emptied, and blistered and dried;
Log in the plume-grass, hidden and lone;
Bund where the earth-rat&#8217;s mounds are strown;
Cave in the bank where the sly stream steals;
Aloe that stabs at the belly and heels,
Jump if you dare on a steed untried&#8211;
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		<title>A daily poem #113 – November 28, 2009</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Nov 2009 03:40:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem
by Robert Frost
Flower-Gathering
I left you in the morning,
And in the morning glow,
You walked a way beside me
To make me sad to go.
Do you know me in the gloaming,
Gaunt and dusty gray with roaming?
Are you dumb because you know me not,
Or dumb because you know?
All for me? And not a question
For the faded flowers gay
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		<title>A daily poem #112 – November 26, 2009</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 03:39:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem
by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Fatima
O Love, Love, Love! O withering might!
O sun, that from thy noonday height
Shudderest when I strain my sight,
Throbbing thro&#8217; all thy heat and light,
Lo, falling from my constant mind,
Lo, parch&#8217;d and wither&#8217;d, deaf and blind,
I whirl like leaves in roaring wind.
Last night I wasted hateful hours
Below the city&#8217;s eastern towers:
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		<title>A daily poem #111 – November 24, 2009</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 03:37:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Excelsior
The shades of night were falling fast,
As through an Alpine village passed
A youth, who bore, &#8216;mid snow and ice,
A banner with the strange device,
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,
Excelsior!
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		<title>A daily poem #110 – November 22, 2009</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 03:35:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chris hibbard</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem
by James Whitcomb Riley
Little Orphant Annie 
Little Orphant Annie&#8217;s come to our house to stay,
An&#8217; wash the cups an&#8217; saucers up, an&#8217; brush the crumbs away,
An&#8217; shoo the chickens off the porch, an&#8217; dust the hearth, an&#8217; sweep,
An&#8217; make the fire, an&#8217; bake the bread, an&#8217; earn her board-an&#8217;-keep;
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		<title>A daily poem #109 – November 20, 2009</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 03:34:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>chris hibbard</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A poem
by Edgar Allan Poe
Evening Star
&#8216;Twas noontide of summer,
And mid-time of night;
And stars, in their orbits,
Shone pale, thro&#8217; the light
Of the brighter, cold moon,
&#8216;Mid planets her slaves,
Herself in the Heavens,
Her beam on the waves.
I gazed awhile
On her cold smile;
Too cold- too cold for me-
There pass&#8217;d, as a shroud,
A fleecy cloud,
And I turned away to thee,
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