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			<title>Peregrine Falcon</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p><em>now thou but stoop&rsquo;st to me<br></em>
<em>&mdash;Ben Jonson</em>
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			<title>Shepherd</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 01 Dec 2016 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate>
			
			<description><![CDATA[<p>On clear cold nights when far stars speckle skies
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&amp; woodsmoke goes straight up &amp; disappears
<br>
a dozen constellations to my eyes
<br>
<span></span>
are dull blurs when I think back through the years
<br>
to when the angel spoke to us that night
<br>
joined by the brilliant vast angelic choir
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which overcame our senses with such light
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&amp; planted in each man the same desire
<br>
that prodded us till we reached Bethlehem
<br>
&amp; led us to an unmarked cattle shed
<br>
We stumbled in and startled both of them
<br>
those parents by the baby&rsquo;s manger bed
<br>
The townsfolk were astounded by our story
<br>
of uncouth shepherds blessed to see God&rsquo;s glory
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			<title> She Writes of Her Garden (June 1930)</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 01 Jun 1996 00:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
			
			<description><![CDATA[<p> My Grandmother writes of her garden
 
<br>
 wallflowers &amp; cornflowers
 
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 from early April showers
 
<br>
 like beautiful wounds healing across te bed
 
<br>
 from blue to purple to dark pink
 
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 to light pink to white
 
<br>
 &amp; then geraniums in May
 
<br>
 But she cannot see the geraniums 
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