Potential Titles: Bob Hicok
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An oval that's a metaphor for life - Bob Hicok "Calling him back from layoff"
Most of us run out of gas and settle - Bob Hicok "Calling him back from layoff"
Through the wires on the backs of ions - Bob Hicok "Calling him back from layoff"
In a dream of glass - Bob Hicok "Grooming"
Blood brother to the snow angels - Bob Hicok "Grooming"
If rain sat at my table - Bob Hicok "More than whispers, less than rumors"
Of the avalanche - Bob Hicok "More than whispers, less than rumors"
Like it took applause apart - Bob Hicok "More than whispers, less than rumors"
Be the code breaker not the code - Bob Hicok "More than whispers, less than rumors"
When will water open its mouth - Bob Hicok "More than whispers, less than rumors"
Surrounded by dirt birds - Bob Hicok "No Stones"
Leaving that to wind and rain - Bob Hicok "No Stones"
The fire of time that burns everything - Bob Hicok "No Stones"
In the company of dried roses - Bob Hicok "No Stones"
The field no plow has touched - Bob Hicok "No Stones"
The road that has forgotten where it's going - Bob Hicok "No Stones"
A memory as soon as I shape it - Bob Hicok "No Stones"
Where the glass houses of our minds can touch - Bob Hicok "No Stones"
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Most of us run out of gas and settle - Bob Hicok "Calling him back from layoff"
Through the wires on the backs of ions - Bob Hicok "Calling him back from layoff"
In a dream of glass - Bob Hicok "Grooming"
Blood brother to the snow angels - Bob Hicok "Grooming"
If rain sat at my table - Bob Hicok "More than whispers, less than rumors"
Of the avalanche - Bob Hicok "More than whispers, less than rumors"
Like it took applause apart - Bob Hicok "More than whispers, less than rumors"
Be the code breaker not the code - Bob Hicok "More than whispers, less than rumors"
When will water open its mouth - Bob Hicok "More than whispers, less than rumors"
Surrounded by dirt birds - Bob Hicok "No Stones"
Leaving that to wind and rain - Bob Hicok "No Stones"
The fire of time that burns everything - Bob Hicok "No Stones"
In the company of dried roses - Bob Hicok "No Stones"
The field no plow has touched - Bob Hicok "No Stones"
The road that has forgotten where it's going - Bob Hicok "No Stones"
A memory as soon as I shape it - Bob Hicok "No Stones"
Where the glass houses of our minds can touch - Bob Hicok "No Stones"
Poet's Wikipedia page.
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