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Lobster Love

Sponges surviving

Great carnivorous feasts on

Minute crustaceans

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The Uniphonics

Something new to run

To your songs, my iphone

Your saxophone

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7/8/12

My virgin concert

Bright saxophone “blooming

Buzzing confusion

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Pore Bearer

Sponge, I wish I were

Absorbing you, never fearing

For my heart bursting

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Shannon's Reading Notes and Research

Jones, Dick, The First 300: The Amazing and Rich History of Lower Merion, Lower Merion Historical Society (2000)

My research starts with The Lower Merion Historical Society's history of Lower Merion County as written and archived into The First 300.  I will not be using direct quotes here as the book's website indicates that doing so requires written permision.  However, the hyper link above accesses the entire text.

The Lenape Indians

The text includes some information about the area prior to being settled by the Europeans as it explains that the proximity to the Schuykill river made it a convenient site for the Lenape Indians, who inhabited much of the east coast.  The Lenape were a fishing and hunting tribe who travelled in bands through PA, DE and other East Coast states.  A point that I found interesting was that William Penn gained a "right" to the area when he purchased Pennsylvania, but still felt compelled to pay the Lenape Indians for their land despite the area having been settled by both the Dutch and the Welsh prior to Penn's purchase.  My intention is to research further into the lives and patterns of the Lenape bands.

The Pennsylvania Railroad

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Iowa City

Commander Riker

Works saxophone and Starbucks

Centuries early

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On Losing a Sun Tan

Batter bold,

Fried golden woman behold.

 

Fried is only a letter away from friend

Friend when a letter?

 

Fat and meat must refrigerate; I was told.

You are fat and meat; I was told.

 

“The thickest skin is fried chicken,”

Thinks this chicken woman.

 

“Sexy isn’t crispy; it’s cold

Real cold.”

 

Out I slide the metal refrigerator shelves,

Feeling metal my selves.

 

I fold heels to butt, knees to chest,

Thighs to my stomach fold. 

 

What butt?

But nature at her joints cut.

 

Mycology cries for attention, “Mold!

Come mold!”

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Home

Iowa welcome

Melting my emergency

Car deodorant

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Island Girl

Ribbit

Habit       habitat

Serendibian brown

I imagine my aquarium Sri Lanka.

 

Green crickets,

Right orienting left,

Superficial optic tectum, tacoform,

Experiments are your measurements altering me

From head to heart.

 

You croak.

I prove interspecies

Stockholm syndrome exists

Eating lonely Block Island black crickets.

Truly yours

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Tiger Striped Crescent

Your raw words: butter,

Flour, eggs, salt, yeast, water

 

Into the oven

Sacrificing small lives for art at 400O

In the heat, butter creates air

Texture is born

Pastry                       

Air             Pastry

Air            Pastry                        Air

A pastry of a poem

Good morning moon

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