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To: Robert Douglas Hickey who wrote (201)	3/12/1999 12:39:00 PM
From: D. Katz	Respond to of 1582

3 short poems by David M Katz © Dichotomy Transcend Dense© Do poets cease being artists When they write trash Like this. Bad Breath Haiku© This Poem has bad breath. I don't use any mouthwash. Smell these stupid words. Blank Haiku© Tried to write a pome. No great ideas, this time. Must be just a pome. You may revoke my poetic license if you don't like my spelling.

To: Robert Douglas Hickey who wrote (201)	3/13/1999 12:22:00 PM
From: Rainy_Day_Woman	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 1582

Robert~ you write such honest poems :-) The End of The Day In the waning deathpale daylight, Convulsive Life runs, dances without reason, Blatant and brawling, shrill with spite. --As soon as over the horizon Night, voluptuous and vast, Arises, making hunger tame, Hiding all things, even shame, The Poet to himself: "At last! My spirit and my jaded spine Plead hungrily for rest. I'll go, With dreams darkening my mind, And lie full length upon my back, O cooling curtains of deep shadow, And roll and wrap me in your black." Charles Baudelaire