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Yanclae engages other poet dreamers
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People say I'm:
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Describe Yourself:
I am a family man who understands that we are all in one family. I believe that all poetry is about the Warrior, is waged of wonder, peace, and aloneness, and that it must be second to the Truth. I know that Real Poetry honors the Warrior (even Poetry about the Good Mother honors the Warrior, for the Good Mother shelters Death).
I give a Name to that which has remained hidden.
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On Gather, I'm Looking For ...:
(Respect towards, Honor for, & Belief in the Transmigration of Souls) + Guidance + Warmth
... including Tolerance, Consideration, and Engagement
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Favorite Music, Artists, Genres:
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Favorite Books, Writers, Genres:
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Favorite Movies, Actors, Genres:
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Favorite Places:
Martha's Vinyard (NYMA),
Central PA,
Binghamton NY,
Baltimore Harbor,
Cleveland OH,
Palmyra NY,
Concord MA,
Lori Funari's Womb,
Heaven (v 1.0),
Caves & Submarine Hulls,
Rehobeth Beach,
Mercury,
Neptune,
inside my body.
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Interests and Activities:
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Wish List:
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A Wolf atop the Hill:
With the Moon above,
the Sun hiding beneath the Earth,
I call to stretch beyond to lasting worth.,
WATCH ME NOW,
THROUGH YOUR GUIDED SOLACE DEAR. FEAR ME NOW,
BUT KNOW THAT ALL WHO WALK BELOW THE LORD SHALL HAVE NO FEAR. SHELTER LOW,
AND FROM THE GRAVE COME BLESSINGS OF A WOLRD IN HERE. HUMBLED SO THE SPILLWAY OF OUR LAUGHTER MAY CIRCLE 'BOUT THE SKY SO CLEAR.,
BOWING DOWN,
AS I MAY,
A TICKING PART INSIDE THE CLOCK,
SO TOO HOLD ALL THE PARTS WHICH MAKE IT TOCK,
AS SO THE WORLD A SPECK TO WHICH WE FLOCK,
TIME & TIME AGAIN,
UPON THE DOOR ONCE MORE I KNOCK.,
UPON THIS SPRING,
MAY THESE BLESSINGS FILL YOU OLD & NEW. TOO SOON WE SCRAP & WRESTLE FOR THAT LAST DROP OF DEW. AND SOON WILL AMBER CRISP OF OUR FINAL CUSP & THROUGH: UNTIL WE REACH THAT SANDY GOLDEN HUE.
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