The poem, I’ve always felt, is an opportunity for me to create an integrated whole from so many broken shards
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Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Another Story
By Harvey Shapiro
The whole drift of the world disturbs her: technology out of hand, pride of work lost. She tells him this, and keeps telling him this, and what she is telling him is that she doesn't see what she loves is before her.
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