Potential Titles: John Moncure Wettarau

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Preparing for the further steppes of feeling - John Moncure Wettarau "Alexis"

High on the shoulders of thinner air - John Moncure Wettarau "Bee Fantasy"

Six months to dismantle the dead rooms - John Moncure Wettarau "[Clouds booming over the washed woods]"

Narrow stones aligned to the east - John Moncure Wettarau "The Early Ones"

They will be first, brave against the day - John Moncure Wettarau "The Early Ones"

Once I was a Venetian with my last gold coin - John Moncure Wettarau "Every Moment"

Traveling the heart's way, alone, unsure - John Moncure Wettarau "[For Catherine, someday]"

Until the time to mingle with true hearts - John Moncure Wettarau "For Coyote"

Out of the numb exuberant wreckage of your days - John Moncure Wettarau "For Coyote"

Your final bow to the truth - John Moncure Wettarau "For Tamey"

Flick away on currents deep and proper - John Moncure Wettarau "41, in the Honolulu Public Library"

Early mist breaking on low tide - John Moncure Wettarau "Morning, Maine Honolulu"

The air, the light, the whole enormous chance - John Moncure Wettarau "Morning, Maine Honolulu"

Navy blue around a fake significance - John Moncure Wettarau "On Looking at a Mediocre Painting"

Leave the clanging cockroach cold behind - John Moncure Wettarau "On Looking at a Mediocre Painting"

Scattered to our separate lives - John Moncure Wettarau "On Looking at a Mediocre Painting"

Ancient intelligence asking a different question - John Moncure Wettarau "Peter's Answer"

Your cries will be clothes and flowers - John Moncure Wettarau "Rage's Place"

Flow and knuckle taken by poured bronze - John Moncure Wettarau "The Sculptor's Trade"

Hands dream as they fashion - John Moncure Wettarau "The Sculptor's Trade"

Find and shape what is not known until it's made - John Moncure Wettarau "The Sculptor's Trade"

One jet trail arching past Venus - John Moncure Wettarau "Talking to Myself"

Too big to find our way by song - John Moncure Wettarau "Too Big"

Illumination in the manner of Rembrandt - John Moncure Wettarau "Too Big"

Mozart's soprano stitches the heart together - John Moncure Wettarau "Wally's Poem"

Bent to making clumsy prayer - John Moncure Wettarau "Wally's Poem"

The iron opened from the inside out - John Moncure Wettarau "Wrecking Ball, Commercial Street"


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