Potential Titles: Maureen N. McLane

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Though both burn - Maureen N. McLane "As I was saying, the sun"

Brute beautiful fact - Maureen N. McLane "As I was saying, the sun"

The earth a broken crib - Maureen N. McLane "From A Book of Hours"

Adrift on the seas of his certainties - Maureen N. McLane "From A Book of Hours"

The white blanket icicles pierce - Maureen N. McLane "Horoscope"

Snowshoes bite the trail open - Maureen N. McLane "Horoscope"

In a shop long since shuttered - Maureen N. McLane "Horoscope"

The sweet knees of oxen have pressed a path - Maureen N. McLane "Horoscope"

A lone chickadee undaunted - Maureen N. McLane "Horoscope"

News from the troposphere - Maureen N. McLane "Horoscope"

The same sky the Babylonians scanned - Maureen N. McLane "Horoscope"

The dignity of cataloguers - Maureen N. McLane "Mesh"

I collide with your mind - Maureen N. McLane "Mesh"

With the sun and their shadows - Maureen N. McLane "Mesh"

Something different through repetition - Maureen N. McLane "OK Let's Go"

Learn again to begin - Maureen N. McLane "OK Let's Go"

Every bankrupt idea - Maureen N. McLane "OK Let's Go"

In the school of the sky - Maureen N. McLane "OK Let's Go"

Shore lit by a fugitive sun - Maureen N. McLane "Passage I"

Bringing weather from elsewhere - Maureen N. McLane "Passage I"

Who doesn't believe in a day's redemption - Maureen N. McLane "Passage I"

Not that I was alive but that we were - Maureen N. McLane "Passage I"

If we belonged to the dead - Maureen N. McLane "Populating Heaven"

The amulets of home entombed for solace - Maureen N. McLane "Populating Heaven"

You'd better leave your plaid suitcase - Maureen N. McLane "Populating Heaven"

An old hinge creaking in silence - Maureen N. McLane "Populating Heaven"

The green-eyed dog upright on his throne - Maureen N. McLane "Populating Heaven"

Whose third eye brightens the room - Maureen N. McLane "Populating Heaven"

Lie and dream among the harps - Maureen N. McLane "Populating Heaven"

Turn to dust on the steps we climbed to get here - Maureen N. McLane "Populating Heaven"

In the weather of an old day - Maureen N. McLane "Some Say"

Harder even than knowing the living - Maureen N. McLane "They Were Not Kidding in the Fourteenth Century"

Your brief moments of apparent transparency - Maureen N. McLane "They Were Not Kidding in the Fourteenth Century"

Fraudulent windows in a Brutalist structure - Maureen N. McLane "They Were Not Kidding in the Fourteenth Century"

The effort your life requires - Maureen N. McLane "They Were Not Kidding in the Fourteenth Century"

A golden bowl carefully repaired - Maureen N. McLane "What I'm Looking For"

A complete world sealed along cracked lines - Maureen N. McLane "What I'm Looking For"


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