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Some I love who are dead
were watchers of the moon and knew its lore

Answer: Full Moon by Robert Hayden

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Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
ANSWER: Maya Angelou's "Phenomenal Woman"

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Keeper of the small gate, choreographer
of entrances and exits, midnight
whisper travelling the wires

That was my first Maya Angelou poem. I can see why she is so admired.

Keeper of the small gate, choreographer
of entrances and exits, midnight
whisper travelling the wires

Answer: Prayer by Dana Gioia

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It greases the palm, feathers a nest,
holds heads above water,
makes both ends meet.

It greases the palm, feathers a nest,
holds heads above water,
makes both ends meet.
ANSWER: Dana Gioia's "Money"
Interesting poem. I especially liked the last stanza:


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All that I love
I fold over once

I had to use that poem. It just spoke to me. I, too, loved the last stanza.

All that I love
I fold over once

Answer: "Bonsai" by Edith Tiempo

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Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore–
And then run?

Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore–
And then run?
ANSWER: Langston Hughes' "Harlem - a Dream Deferred"

My article about that Hughes poem at Suite101 used to get a lot of hits; one fellow even wrote about my article on his blog.

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Spring nights and cool mornings
Draw back their curtains slowly

Spring nights and cool mornings
Draw back their curtains slowly

Answer: "As Tulips Dance and Sway" By Linda Sue Grimes

Beautiful poem Linda Sue.

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cold
breathes on a cloud
remembering

icicles
hinder a flying kite

cold
breathes on a cloud
remembering

icicles
hinder a flying kite
ANSWER: Nancy May's "Frosty Day"

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How dreary – to be – Somebody!
How public – like a Frog –

How dreary – to be – Somebody!
How public – like a Frog –

Answer: "I'm Nobody! Who are you?" By Emily Dickinson

Next: cold nights on the farm, a sock-shod stove-warmed flatiron slid under the covers, mornings a damascene- sealed bizarrerie of fernwork

cold nights on the farm, a sock-shod stove-warmed flatiron slid under the covers, mornings a damascene- sealed bizarrerie of fernwork
ANSWER: "On the Disadvantages of Central Heating" by Amy Clampitt


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