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Poem from Quentin Sleeping Woman What is beyond the rim of
Poem from Quentin Sleeping Woman What is beyond the rim of mountains that stand towering guard around Blancas Mexican village? After months und...

Poem from Quentin (Old Guy) Old Guy
Poem from Quentin (Old Guy) Old Guy Dancing How many people does it take to light up the night? Saturday night? An only-the...

Poverty Many elderly on Social Security inhabited an old
Poverty Many elderly on Social Security inhabited an old almost abandoned trailer park in trees and weeds. By day residents might share old storie...

Poem by Quentin: Something Wonderful Has
Poem by Quentin: Something Wonderful Has Happened “I could not hear all the words” He said. But I knew they were angry, especially m...

Poem from Quentin (Jump Rope) Children and Jump
Poem from Quentin (Jump Rope) Children and Jump Ropes Jump ropes, tall trees, bare ground, old deities and holy places, echoes of childre...

Need We walked past railroad tracks bordered by a molten lava of
Need We walked past railroad tracks bordered by a molten lava of golden rod, by spider webs in tall weeds, birds on high wires watching, thinking, ...

Poem by Quentin (The Real Thing) The Real Thing There
Poem by Quentin (The Real Thing) The Real Thing There will be a Mexican band downtown an ad said in this small American city. “Sure,�...