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The Back Catalog

By Jim Speese Songs were in his head. Constantly. It was a problem and he supposed it wasn’t unique. Given the hegemonic presence of advertising jingles and TV show themes and music pumped into grocery stores and pharmacies and hospitals, it seemed quite likely that the fact that songs constantly…

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Posts Tagged Rita Janice Traub

April

By RJ Traub I am April, green and fair, lilacs tangled in my hair, oft-disheveled, awkward, wild, partly grown but mostly child, hope and comfort in my smile, winter-haunted all the while. Though my daffodils glint gold, I was born of mists and cold, struggling, when my wan sun sets,…

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Dance of the Leaves

By RJ Traub We watched you dancing in the gales that ushered in the cold, frenetically, yet gracefully, you leaves of green and gold, the sunlight on you crimson leaves breathtaking to behold as jauntily you danced all day to celebrate the cold. Your young trees, barely trembling now, look…

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