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About Me
- Nin Andrews
- Nin Andrews is the author of 5 full collections of poetry and 6 chapbooks. She is also the editor of a book of translations of the Belgian poet, Henri Michaux. Her literary comics are posted on Best American Poetry's Blog on Monday mornings.
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2013
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2012
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2010
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2009
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2 comments:
I make a pact with you, Walt Whitman --
I have detested you long enough.
I come to you as a spoiled child
Who has a flatulent companion;
I am old enough now to forgive.
Still; it was you that broke wind,
Now is a time for confessing.
We have one mother, stern and grave --
She alone knows we are brothers.
My twisted back with the torn muscle is healing more slowly than I would like and laughing at this (both of these, actually), which are very funny, isn't helping my recovery.
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