Morgan Michaels Poems

Evil meer, where birds disappear
Dial, freed from the tutelage of the sun
Well of foul wishes, crossed by ghost-galleys:
beneath you, hell blows gaggles of bubbles-
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Once my sky was trouble-free-
not a clouded birthing bed
of woe, cycling overhead
one, two then three and fourscore-fold.
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Willa Cather: (one answer only, please)

a) bought truffles at Jefferson Market before they tore it down.
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Willa Cather: (one answer only, please)
a) bought truffles at Jefferson Market before they tore it down.
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Lovely new good mood
you visit me like a floppy cloud
filled with warm rain
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Lord, let me fade like roses fade
Wanting at last just a little sense
Ceding at most just a little red.
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Prayerful resignation (one answer only, please)
a) is the root of all evil
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Your love is heavy
like a cinder-block.
It slips through my hands
when I pick it up
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Then, there was Delilah Supreme-Creator.

The picturesque name wasn't a translation, as he'd first thought, taking the chart from the MA.
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