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		<title>Just a Suggestion, Okay?</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2012 05:44:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Neal Whitman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Neal Whitman, Poetry Prof Can we talk? No, let&#8217;s not of graves, of worms, and epitaphs (Richard II, Act III, scene 2), but of editors. Dateline. August 22, 2011: I emailed ten tanka to a journal. Tanka, if you do not know, are five-line poems. November 28: two days before the journal was due [...]]]></description>
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		<title>If I Could Imagine</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2012 23:42:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Joseph Milosch</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[By Joseph Milosch The decal of a woman is on the red prophylactic machine in a Chula Vista bar. Across its front someone has peeled her away until she appears to have a head wound, partially encased by her undulating hair. The precise manner someone took to cut away this decal has produced a sculptured [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Awakening</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2012 17:10:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Joseph Milosch</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Joseph Milosch What we know about the mocking bird is next to nothing. Some say the bird mimics everything it hears: a chainsaw, a Jeep wrenching an iron post, the squeaking of a wooden gate. Some say the bird mimics only the animals it hears: a feral cat, calling out its young, a singer [...]]]></description>
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		<title>New Year&#8217;s Haiku 2012</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2012 05:01:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Neal Whitman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Neal Whitman, Poetry Prof Last year, my seasonal haiku started with roving in a basket that would turn into a scarf. This morning I walked into town with it wound round my neck –– No! Not the roving. The scarf. What&#8217;s new this year? This haiku is inspired by my friend, Richard Platt, whose [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Winter Haiku 2011</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Dec 2011 05:28:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Neal Whitman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Neal Whitman, Poetry Prof Okay, dear readers, I admit it. Sometimes I &#8220;make up&#8221; my haiku –– that is, offer images I imagined. But, this morning, on my &#8220;crack of dawn&#8221; round of golf, here on the California Central Coast&#8217;s Monterey Peninsula, I witnessed this. a flock of coots with them ahead of the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Latin Met the Anglo-Saxon</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Dec 2011 17:34:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Joseph Milosch</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[By Joseph Milosch In Latin class we were bored. In the hallways we’d say, Carl sed est. We translated it loosely to mean Carl’s an ass. We’d change phrases we were to memorize from nil sine Numine (nothing without Providence) to nil sine nivibus (nothing without snow). We’d call new students testibus torpidus (numb nuts). [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Dieter Rams Principles of Design: 10 into 7</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Dec 2011 05:07:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Neal Whitman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Neal Whitman, Poetry Prof Dieter Rams was a German industrial designer whose motto was Weniger, aber besser –– Less, but better. He was Chief of Design for Braun from 1961 to 1995, and many of his designs for kitchen appliances, audio-visual equipment, wrist watches &#38; clocks, shavers, and so on are in museum collections. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Bottle Fire</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Nov 2011 13:26:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Joseph Milosch</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Joseph Milosch &#8220;When you can no longer work like a young man, they&#8217;ll can you. Go to college. Otherwise you will end up poor and crippled like Butch.&#8221; Aunt Joan Nothing could suppress her bitterness when her husband received a fifteen-dollar gift certificate for not missing a day of work in ten years. In [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Screamer</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Nov 2011 16:02:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Joseph Milosch</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[(For Pops, who taught me my trade.) By Joseph Milosch My first boss was a screamer with his long, hooked nose. After he hired me, he yelled, &#8220;Don&#8217;t be lazy!&#8221; He told me I&#8217;d always be a laborer, or worse a scraper hand, I didn&#8217;t laugh. H? yelled &#8220;Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!&#8221; as he pulled and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Evocation</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2011 03:28:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>D.S.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Kristina Baer Astride the blossoms pollen baskets gold-brimmed, somnolent bees hum a praise song to the plum, skin satin-taut flesh fresh as a stolen kiss.]]></description>
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		<title>Sixth Meditation at the Crucifix at Our Lady of Guadeloupe Church, Mexico</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Oct 2011 13:24:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Joseph Milosch</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Joseph D. Milosch With extreme precision, the sculptor formed into volcano cones the flaps of skin encircling the knees. He covered the exposed bones with a splash of paint and ran a wedge of red down the shins to the toes of Christ. I Senor. Senor. Whispered the man kissing his fingers before touching the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Ode to Micro Poetry: More than May Meet the Eye</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Oct 2011 04:45:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Neal Whitman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Neal Whitman, Poetry Prof Less than 8 inches. The micro-skirt. Shorter than a mini-skirt. A brief word this month on poetical equivalents. We could say that the Japanese tanka form of five lines is the mini-skirt of poetry. Both aim to cover what is substantial, but nothing more. Likewise the micro-skirt and haiku push the &#8220;less [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Early Spring In The Garden</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 21:07:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>D.S.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Martha Christina All the signs of renewal reassuring, and humbling. I kneel, as befits a pilgrim, and clear away dead leaves.]]></description>
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		<title>Autumn Haiku</title>
		<link>http://shortpoem.org/autumn-haiku-3/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2011 04:58:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Neal Whitman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Neal Whitman, Poetry Prof This year the autumn equinox occurs on September 23 in my Time Zone (Pacific) at 2:05 A.M. For reasons way above my pay grade, in the Northern Hemisphere, the actual even split of 12 hours of day and night happens a few days later. This month, of course, marks a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Speaking of Lost Connections</title>
		<link>http://shortpoem.org/speaking-of-lost-connections-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Sep 2011 15:11:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Joseph Milosch</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Joseph Milosch Barley and full of dust The fields outside our window could outlast everything. As in this retirement home, we lie together on different sides of the room, and we die our slow death of oatmeal, chicken soup and tuna fish sandwiches. I pull my wheel chair with my slippered foot and mutter [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Mini Ode to the Sea Gull</title>
		<link>http://shortpoem.org/mini-ode-to-the-sea-gull/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2011 04:40:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Neal Whitman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Neal Whitman, Poetry Prof Editor Vinnie Kinsella of Four and Twenty recommended to me a book that changed how he looked at short poetry: Joshua Beckman&#8217;s Your Time Has Come. As an aside, on his website, Kinsella explains that his journal &#8220;publishes the shortest of short form poetry… Our guidelines are simple. All poems [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I Always Wake (Grandfather&#8217;s story about 1933)</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2011 05:32:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Joseph Milosch</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Joseph Milosch I always wake before my wife. In the morning I reignite the coals in our wood burning range. Galoshes stored beneath the sink. I slide them over my Buster Browns. From pegs behind the kitchen door, I remove my red, plaid, hunting cap and winter coat. Taking the broom, I sweep the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Morning</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Aug 2011 03:42:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>D.S.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Bonnie Maurer I wake to let the dog out— The breath of hyacinths lets me know I am awake.]]></description>
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		<title>American Life in Poetry</title>
		<link>http://shortpoem.org/american-life-in-poetry-19/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2011 10:30:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>S.D.K.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[By Ted Kooser, U.S. Poet Laureate, 2004-2006 Here is a lovely poem by Robert Cording, a poet who lives in Connecticut, which shows us a fresh new way of looking at something commonplace. That’s the kind of valuable service a poet can provide. Old Houses Year after year after year I have come to love [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Philip Levine</title>
		<link>http://shortpoem.org/philip-levine/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Aug 2011 21:50:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>D.S.</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;It&#8217;s like winning the Pulitzer. If you take it too seriously, you&#8217;re an idiot. But if you look at the names of the other poets who have won it, most of them are damn good.&#8221; &#8211; Philip Levine Voice of the Workingman to Be Poet Laureate By Charles Mcgrath, NY Times Books ‘He was selected from [...]]]></description>
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		<title>One Poet&#8217;s Aphorism Is Another One&#8217;s Epigram</title>
		<link>http://shortpoem.org/one-poets-aphorism-is-another-ones-epigram/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Aug 2011 05:30:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Neal Whitman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Neal Whitman, Poetry Prof Last spring, The Academy of American Poets got me thinking about two short –– very short –– forms: aphorisms and epigrams. To wit, poet Sharon Dolin, wrote a wonderful article in American Poet, &#8220;Making a Space for Aphorism,&#8221; in which she says that she thinks of aphorisms &#8220;as small journeyings [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Speaking of Lost Connections</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Jul 2011 17:52:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Joseph Milosch</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Joseph Milosch Barley and full of dust the fields outside our window could outlast everything. As in this retirement home, we lie together on different sides of the room, and we die our slow death of oatmeal, chicken soup and tuna fish sandwiches. I pull my wheel chair with my slippered foot and mutter [...]]]></description>
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		<title>What Does A Man Do</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Jul 2011 01:40:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Joseph Milosch</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[By Joseph Milosch As a young man in the seminary, Father Martin asked us to meditate on this question, What does a man do when he’s alone with his aloneness? At seventeen I felt so alone I was embarrassed to say: Because I can’t sleep, I walked through the maples every morning between 3:30 and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Twice Bold Tale</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 01 Jul 2011 04:48:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Neal Whitman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Neal Whitman, Poetry Prof Something I love about poetry is being a member of a big family. In part, this is made possible by the Internet. Do you remember &#8220;pen pals&#8221; back in grade school? In the 4th grade I exchanged two or three letters with a boy my age in Brazil. Now I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Summer Haiku, 2011</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Jun 2011 05:22:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Neal Whitman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Neal Whitman Due to its concision, there are those who believe haiku is a lesser poem, others a greater poem. As for me, haiku is a &#8220;just right&#8221; poem and the start of summer a &#8220;just right&#8221; season. Thoreau wrote that June was &#8220;the month of grass and leaves,&#8221; and Emerson spoke of its [...]]]></description>
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