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    <title>Gather: Articles by Umar, Abu Nurain</title>
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    <pubDate>Wed, 06 Jan 2010 08:04:12 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>THE SINGER</title>
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      <description>she was pretty 
 
 
 perched on the end barstool 
 
 
 her tiny words lilt a caged bird’s song, 
 
 
 content in her gilded eden. 
 
 
 
 
 he was tall, handsome 
 
 
 dark silks, attentively . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 04:31:31 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-18T04:31:31Z</dc:date>
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      <title>MIND THE EDGES</title>
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      <description>I walk along the edges  
 
 
  of the emptiness of your leaving  
 
 
 
 
   rainbows in a burning sky   
 
 
 
 
  marked by the yellow tape  
 
 
  and sensibly placed barricades</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 00:52:47 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-17T00:52:47Z</dc:date>
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      <title>WAGE WORKER'S LAMENT</title>
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      <description>Graveyard shifts 
 
 
 offer premium wages 
 
 
 in lieu of pleasures and sins 
 
 
 hidden under the nights’ tawdry skirts, 
 
 
 or the lukewarm beds of tired wives 
 
 
 in stale, familiar . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 20:54:40 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-15T20:54:40Z</dc:date>
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      <title>THE SWIMMER</title>
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      <description>She swam alone against the rhythm of the tide  
 
 
   gliding sleek just beneath the sea’s rippled skin .  
 
 
  Spoondrifts, a briny mist of windblown tears,  
 
 
  wove a tapestry from her . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 04:49:39 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-04T04:49:39Z</dc:date>
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      <title>BLUE STREAMS</title>
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      <description>She talked to Jesus  
 
 
  daily, kneeling in the bread pantry  
 
 
 
 
  Curious busboys’ cigarette smoke  
 
 
  followed their long eyes in blue streams  
 
 
 
 
  Insinuating her praying . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 02:00:47 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-02T02:00:47Z</dc:date>
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      <title>PAPA'S FISHERMAN</title>
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      <description>  
 
 
 
 
  I met Hemigway’s old fisherman before the war  
 
 
  at La Bodeguita del Medio, autographing Papa souvenirs  
 
 
 
 
 
  for empty seersucker suits and plumped pale strapless . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 16:48:11 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-12-01T16:48:11Z</dc:date>
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      <title>THE LAST TATTOO</title>
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      <description>  
 
  Ribbon rays of sun teeming with dust  
 
 
  stretched our shadows over the hardscrabble campground  
 
 
 
 
 
  Old soldiers mustered patient in gloss-white folding chairs  
 
 
  their . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 23:48:16 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-11-17T23:48:16Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Dad's Ring</title>
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      <description>  

 Dad's ring: 

 death makes heirlooms 

 from everyday effects. 

 Possessions crammed with his aura; 

 a fingertip caresses gold and gems 

 as his dad, reveling, had done 

 seeing sons . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 02:47:16 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-13T02:47:16Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Ice Cream</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977228132</link>
      <description>Ice cream 

 Vanilla bean 

 Or swirls of Dairy Queen 

 Cones, not cups and no plastic spoons 

 Double scoop chocolate dipped topped with nuts 

 Kiss me now while the cream's still cold  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 23:54:16 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-12T23:54:16Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Wet Grass</title>
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      <description>  

 Wet grass 

 dampens bare soles 

 shines their callous ridges 

 green blades between glistening toes 

 summer's memories climb from the dew up 

 children's voices puppies yips and . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 16:13:28 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-12T16:13:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>New Age Straws</title>
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      <description>  

   

  straw men  

  vacant squash heads  

  slats brad nailed together  

  under dusty limp three piece suits  

  two heartbeats away from the bonfire  

  or one more reduction in . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 22:48:29 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-11T22:48:29Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Pawns</title>
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      <description>  

  black men  

  counter first moves  

  whether chess or checkers  

  they live on the war board's frontline  

  as sacrificed pawns to the greater good  

  game losses stacked in a . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 07 Jan 2008 17:07:34 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-07T17:07:34Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Two Blues</title>
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      <description>  

 Rain drops 

 pass through a sluice 

 sloped below tearful eaves, 

 zigzag through a gilded griffin 

 its stoic talons grip slate and stone 

 its scowling eyes and furrowed brow 

 witness . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 07 Jan 2008 01:41:12 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-07T01:41:12Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Out of the Woods</title>
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      <description>His words mystify simplicity. 

 They are clandestine self-indulgencies, 

 loosed vanities with extended horizons; elegant 

 crop circles, in alien semiotics 

 tapped out on earthly keyboards. 

   . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2008 23:32:02 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-04T23:32:02Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Jorge Luis Borges' Devices</title>
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      <description>The following is excerpted from, &amp;quot;Jorge Luis Borges Selected Poems&amp;quot; edited by Alexander Coleman.   

 My Publisher Carlos Frias suggested that I make use of this &amp;quot;prologue&amp;quot; to describe . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2008 17:54:14 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-04T17:54:14Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A Returned Item...</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977216922</link>
      <description>Back on May 5, 2007 I purchased an expensive pair of men's shoes from Nordstroms. Although it is now a chain of department stores with a middle class clientele, it began as a shoe store. 

 Anyway, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 00:38:14 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2008-01-01T00:38:14Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Six Toes (Choka)</title>
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      <description>  

   

 Six toes kowtows deep 

 when the sun begins her rise 

   

 His cat vibrato 

 whirs in Cassie's throne's shadow 

   

 Mews like delta blues 

 gleam the night's . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2007 21:12:29 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-30T21:12:29Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Black-eyed Peas (for Margaret)</title>
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      <description>We're soaking a kettle of black-eyed peas 

 none of them peas at all it seems 

 merely black hearted beans; beans, beans good 

 for your heart, eat too many and you will 

 (don't be childish) . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 22 Dec 2007 21:05:39 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-22T21:05:39Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Headstone</title>
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      <description>  

 washing the vibrant headstone 

 my bathing hands see the skull 

 beneath the skin, its ridges and knots 

   

 roll the cavernous holes' fleshy protuberances 

 the detachable jawbone, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2007 22:39:38 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-20T22:39:38Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Musical Poetic Quiz (or something)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977207258</link>
      <description>I had much fun making this for you. The thing is, each stanza contains musical clues pointing, often not subtly, to the artists or something related to that artist. There are many possible solutions or . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2007 20:48:07 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-18T20:48:07Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Rainy Day (Tanka)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977207131</link>
      <description>  

 Rain and mist renown 

 Transitions that fly stateless 

 To cloud and puddle 

 Wedded to the gusting wind 

 Formulating muddy blues</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 18 Dec 2007 17:53:30 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-18T17:53:30Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A Dedication, Not Lightly Struck</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977204730</link>
      <description>Here we go again 

 searching for our muse 

 hoping it doesn't matter 

 that we're slightly confused 

   

 John W., Edward and John B. too 

 drive me to keyboard hopeful and enthused . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 00:22:39 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-16T00:22:39Z</dc:date>
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      <title>True Confessions</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977201978</link>
      <description>  

   

 I nearly died when I was born. My parents took me back to the hospital where I was treated for a problem that persists even now. From this auspicious beginning, my life evolved like . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 22:33:46 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-12T22:33:46Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Desire to Leave</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977201919</link>
      <description>I do not desire to leave 

 this house buffeted by wooly plants 

 bees, spiders and a gang of cats 

 bottle brush trees and birds of paradise 

   

 I do not desire to leave 

 this place of swirling . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 21:25:46 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-12T21:25:46Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Two to Tango (Tanka)</title>
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      <description>  

   

 the sacred dyad 

 not the monist’ miracle 

 life’s essentialness 

 takes two to tangle ova 

 makes three to bear the future</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 21:01:12 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-12T21:01:12Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Ghosts</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977201876</link>
      <description>  

   

 Destitute ghosts lost in the brightness 

 bemoan the absence of familial recognition 

 until night revelations blossom as shadows 

 must, to encourage our tenderly girdled imaginations. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 20:34:33 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-12T20:34:33Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The ABC's of Belief</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977201680</link>
      <description>  

   

   This, of course, was inspired by Ed Nudelman's poem.  You should also check out Atticus' alphabet poem.  

   

 Approach beliefs carefully 

 Determining . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 17:16:44 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-12T17:16:44Z</dc:date>
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      <title>PFC Kenneth McKinley Jackson</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977197604</link>
      <description>  

   

   

   Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump,   

   The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife,   

   The royal banner, and all quality,   

   Pride, pomp, . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2007 02:08:50 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-08T02:08:50Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Willingly and Not (Friday Writing Essentials)</title>
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      <description>  

   

   

  Their city as metaphor:  

  The New World  

  Shone brightly in their sleepy eyes  

  Such that those who built it, willingly and not,  

  Became invisible as black . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 07 Dec 2007 19:43:59 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-07T19:43:59Z</dc:date>
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      <title>IF ONLY</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977194594</link>
      <description>  

 As I walked home from work today, somewhat intoxicated by poems I've read today, this little ditty came bouncing in so I thought I'd give it to you even before it might have matured. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 05 Dec 2007 02:06:38 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Umar, Abu Nurain</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2007-12-05T02:06:38Z</dc:date>
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