postmodernism
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Double Sonnet for Michel
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Cardinal Squirrel Blue Jay, Syllogism of
Wikipedia Poem, No. 877 hole foodseive only ake as my lock swetchen tile double bli imagine ttom of thn my boot
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“for my own sanity”
“I felt driven—for my own sanity—to bring together in my poems the political world ‘out there’—the world of children dynamited or napalmed, of the urban ghetto and militarist violence—and the supposedly private, lyrical world of sex and of male/female relationships.” Adrienne Rich, “Blood, Bread, and Poetry”