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This is the first section
from my projected new book.

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It's called "Entries."

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And most of the
poems reflect living

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in Cortaro, which is just up
the highway right by the game

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preserve.

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And also the fact that
you travel around a lot.

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They're done as diary
entries and they're not

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the day of the event nor the
day the poem was written.

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The entries refer simply to
the entries from my notebook.

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In other words, when I
thought about the poem

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the possibility of using
the material and these dates

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just refer to that.

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And then with my great
regard for titles,

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there slipped out on
the side and the poems

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go from 6/1/70 through 12/31
and there's 21 of them.

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They also reflect-- well, I
mean I didn't write any poems

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for over a year and a half.

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So obviously when
I started again

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there'd be a new style and a
different feeling about things.

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The poem called "Slopes 6/1/70."

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There are beautiful
things like what

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possessed us to climb so high
on an evening's walk, which

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will linger long after us
undressing on a flat rock

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the slope of the mountain
silhouetted in the waning sun.

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Balancing ourselves, your
breasts fit under my chest.

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The rock fortress on
top falls into shadow

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and I enter that zone,
pass through your cunt

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as an opening.

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Hand's running the
slopes of belly and hips,

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rise to the vantage
point where my voice

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is as soft as your inner folds.

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The view embraces us reaching,
out in all directions

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as we hover on the top
of a ridge fall stumble

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down the twisting trail and
the dark, not meeting anyone.

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