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MAUREEN OWEN


Poems found: 139

FOR EMILY (DICKINSON)

BOY FLOATINGON A PLAIN OF DAISIES -- & ON THE

HEART'S BEEN BROKEN

BE CAREFUL NOT TO SAY TOO QUICKLY

CAN I STILL LOVE YOU - & HATE THE WORD HUSBAND

DEAR L

DEAR PEAR TREE -- AT SOME POINT YOU HAVE TO SAY 'FUCK IT' & GO

DEAREST BUPPLE

GORGEOUS CUT GLASS -- AND FRESH CUT FLOWERS

GREAT PATCHES OF ROSES FILLED THE SKY

HOW EXTREMELY CERTAIN TO BE OF NOTHING WHATSOEVER

HOW RIDICULOUS TO STILL BE SPEAKING ENGLISH

I CLIMB INTO BED AND ROLL TOWARDS THE WINDOW

I FELL IN LOVE

I GUESS I WOULD GO NOW INTO THE POLISHED STUDY

I HAD EATEN TOO MUCH SUGAR

I TRULY BELIEVE THAT WE ARE ENCHANTED,

I WALK INTO DOORS

IN MY DREAM - MY GRANDMOTHER

NO ONE EVER EATS THE LAST OF THE GRAPES

NOT JUST TO BE A TOKEN OF SURVIVAL -- BUT

O ALKALINE SAP OF THE ASH

PLAN A WINDMILL -- SHE PLANNED TO BE AWAY

PROTECTIVE AND DEFENSIVE DEVICES

RAIN DENTS A STEADY ROBUST

SHE PUT HER HEAD DOWN

SHE'S A REAL TOUCH COOKIE

SHYNESS IS A STRANGE DISEASE I HAVE

SO MUCHOS THE STORY & TALE IT GOES INTO OBLIVION

STONE LETTER IN A POT

BABY BANGS HIS FOREHEAD INTO THE SPOON

CLOTH HILLS

FERTILIZER PLANT BURST INTO FLAME

LITTLE DWARF BOY

THERE WAS NO HELPING MR. RAMSEY ON THE JOURNEY HE WAS GOING (VIRGINI

TO BE WITHOUT HUMOR

TUTANKHAMUN'S COFFIN WEIGHED 2,448 POUNDS AND 2 OUNCES

WHAT IT SAID WAS DELACROIX HAD DONE THIS PAINTING

WHEN YOU WERE DOWN AND UNDER

WINTER IS SO - PUNK.

SOME DAYS,' DOROTHY PARKER SAID, 'IT'S BETTER THAN DIGGING DITCHES'

WANTING YOU'

...CERTAINTY OF BEING IS CONCENTRATED, AND WE HAVE...

DIFFERENT MATTER OR EVERYTHING WATER DOES IS REAL ..

HISTORY OF THE ENGLISH-SPEAKING PEOPLES...

PIECE

PLAIN DIVIDED BY GYPSUM

AFRICAN SUNDAY

ALL THAT GLITTERS

ALWAYS THE WORD 'LOVE' IN VANISHING INK...VANISHING OR EDITH WHARTON

AMELIA EARHEART, SELS.

ANCHORAGE TO NOME

AT TRINITY COLLEGE

BECAUSE - THEREFORE - SO, IF YOU WEAR A HAT IN THE HOUSE YOU ARE

BLUE NILE

BODY RUSH

COUNTRY PLACE

CRIME STORY

DASHBOARD IDOL; OR IMBECILITY DIFFERS FROM IDIOCY

DAYS & NIGHTS

DELIRIOUS ORCHARD

FANTASY 22

FARMING COUNTRY

FOR BEETHOVEN WHO PLAYED THE PIANO SO BADLY...BUT WITH SUCH GENIUS

FOR EMILY (DICKINSON)

FOR KYRAN

FOR ULYSSES ON HIS HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATION

FROGS RINGING GONGS IN A SKULL

FROM GOSSIPP NOTES OF COURT LIFE

GOODBYE SEPTEMBER

GOODBYE TO THE TWENTIETH CENTURY OR ADIOS, BUSY SIGNAL

GOODYEAR

GRACE NOTE STUDY

GRAVEL RASH

HANDSCROLL WITH INK AND COLOURS P QQ

HOT BATH!

HOW I FEEL IS COOL - VERY COOL

HOW TO GET BY

IN A DARK CRAZY VOICE

IN AUGUST 1874 MANET STAYED WITH MONET IN ARGENTEUIL A VILLAGE ON

JUST BECAUSE THE SEA IS CALM

LAND O LAKES

LETTERS TO THE LETTERS S AND F: MONDAY - NOVEMBER 23

LETTERS TO THE LETTERS S AND F: TUESDAY - THE FIRST LETTER

LETTERS TO THE LETTERS S AND F: WEDNESDAY - NOVEMBER 11

LETTERS TO THE LETTERS S AND F: WEDNESDAY - OCTOBER 14

LILY OF THE FIELD

LOVE SONG FOR T.

MARTHA

MAYBE THE STARS WERE CROSSED

MEDUSA'S HAIRDO

MIGHT

MONICA

NARCOLEPSY

NOVEMBERS - OR STRAIGHT LIFE

NOW EVEN THE JUNGLE WANTED HIM DEAD...

NOX OR THE BOYS ARE RIGHTLY PALE OR A STUDY IN SNOW

O

ODE TO ASEXUALITY

PICASSO'S CHAIR OR BREAKING OUT IN THORNS

POEM TO PISS EVERYONE OFF

POEMS WITHOUT NAMES - OR YOUR PLANE TAKES OFF

PORTRAITURE OR I TRIPPED ON A CROWN OF THORNS CROSSING THE YARD OR..

POSTSCRIPT TO THE REST OF MY LIFE

PRAIRIE SONG

SARAN WRAP

SEEING HIM'S LIKE STANDING ON A HOT PLATE THE IMMACULATE RETURNING

SEXUALITY BECAUSE OF SEXISM IS A PROBLEM FOR MOST WOMEN

SILENT FILM

SOFFITS - & - FASCIAS

SOMETHING JUST OUT OF REACH; THAT IS -- IF HE COULD LOAN HER A SADDLE

STANDING BEAUTY WITH SLEEVE IN - HER MOUTH

SURVIVAL SONG

SUSAN-O'S SONG

TALKING TO DISTRACT THE LISTENER. OR HANGING OUT WITH THE BELOVED

TALL WHITE & DENSELY FLUID

THANK YOU, AMERICA

THAT SUMMER

BITTER COMPLAINT

HAPPIEST PARTS WERE THE PARTS SHE MADE UP

LOVER WHO CANNOT FORGET WHO PERISHES OF EXCESS

THEM

THERE'S NO GOLD IN THE KITCHEN

THEY CAN'T HANDLE THE DAY SHIFT -- OR VESPERTILIAN JOCKEYS

THIS LINEAGE ABANDONES OF PERSEVERANCE ...

THREE MILE ISLAND

TO FLY

TOPOGRAPHY

TRASH STARS

TRAVELING

UP IN THE AIR

URBAN COWBOY HAT

WAS THE BOOK FULL OF BIRDS WAS THAT MY BOOK?

WE CAN'T FIND THE TRAITOR BUT OF COURSE HE'S STAYING RIGHT HERE IN

WE WATCH THE SWIMMERS INTERMITTENTLY DECAPITATED & REINSTATED

WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU CAN'T FORGET THE ONE YOU DON'T LOVE ANYMORE

WHAT SHAPE RHAPSODY

WHO NEEDS IT

YELLOW YO-YO'S



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