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Lee Durham Stone
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WAITING FOR GODOT AT THE NO-SHOW
I'm waking half-up from the 20th century   in that I have half-overcome the sense- traumas of deep childhood. Forgetfulness  is the ultimate stagecraft. But, then, where is the main stage floor on which to build the primal scenery? Who knows, perhaps there ...

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BATTLE IN OUR SECRET GARDENS
In our Secret Gardens we celebrate   the dawn of a newer century  always spawning somewhere while overhead the White Dove  circles dropping useful feathers  to whittle into quills to pen  about a peerless pax  or placed onto passing peace pipes or feathered...

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SNOW-SPECKLED BANNER
Yo, can you see it, with the morning's early light, What so proudly we acclaimed at yesternight's last sight? Whose royal blue with white letters, through the hazardous snowstorm, Over the shrubs and trees we watched, were so grandly adorned? And the snowfa...

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At Stone home at Westbrooke Circle, Pembroke, Kentucky, 19 May 2015
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I have not been able to identify this flower which grew from seed in a flower mix.
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FROM THE SHIRE SAILING TO THE FAMILIAR SHORES OF THE SHIRE
Trying to wish myself back to the time now forty-five years that summer before I read the Trilogy to end all trilogies before Bilbo left the Shire before I walked the Shire and we birthed on Adventures unknown with Frodo and Pippin and Merry that called for...

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FILLING THE DEAD VACUUM
American culture has no holiday or celebration that honors family members who have deceased. True, we have Memorial Day, as part of our "civil religion," that incorporates that holiday as a sacred day. However, the lack of a day to honor non-military family...

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THROUGH THE DATACLYSMIC GATE
All that Big Data information  that they are collecting about my life buying, clicking, and a-liking  watching and a-posting  already amounts to a dataclysmic mass  of consumeristic nothingness  which will provide paroxysms of rhythm and laughter  after the...

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I learned to imagine my childhood as a time when I would dayfuturedream  of a spacetime wherewhen everything  would be experienced as vuja de  (instead of deja vu) in which nothing  had ever been lived before and everything  seemed totally new and unexpecte...
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