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chickens
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originally published by Peeper Press, 1987
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The title of this book is a reference to and tribute to William Carlos Williams. Picture a couple of dozen white chickens wandering randomly around a dirt yard inside a gray wooden fence. Each chicken is a poem, each poem is a chicken.
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a distant dance: close enough to see the man too far to see the bee |
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