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	<title>Oakland Writer, Poet and Editor Paul Corman-Roberts Blog &#187; KC Spoken Word</title>
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		<title>Escape from KC Poetry!</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 13:32:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Paul Corman-Roberts</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Kansas City Poetry]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Maria Vasquez Boyd]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Brand new poem from my friend Maria Vasquez Boyd in Kansas City&#8217;s Present Magazine: OVAL STORMS IN SEPTEMBER And still they come. Where land and sky converge an original thinker with eyes the color of olives search cloud ravaged heavens for dark stars only to find a nocturnal ghost who rolls and tumbles in a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Brand new poem from my friend Maria Vasquez Boyd in Kansas City&#8217;s Present Magazine:</p>
<p><a href="http://www.presentmagazine.com/full_content.php?article_id=2517&#038;full=yes&#038;pbr=2"><br />
OVAL STORMS IN SEPTEMBER</a></p>
<p>And still they come.</p>
<p>Where land and sky converge<br />
an original thinker<br />
with eyes the color of olives</p>
<p>search cloud ravaged heavens<br />
for dark stars</p>
<p>only to find a nocturnal ghost<br />
who rolls and tumbles in a small bed.</p>
<p>Wary of 2 fisted heart agreements<br />
yet admires what negative space surrounds</p>
<p>that other blankness<br />
of the unknown takes form</p>
<p>like a watch with broken arms<br />
that point to a significant event<br />
occuring at a precise moment.</p>
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