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	<title>SHARK REEF &#187; John Sangster</title>
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		<title>My Father&#8217;s Business Coupe</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Apr 2010 21:28:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>John Sangster</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It had its comforts.
Beneath the seat, a pint of Old-Granddad
in a brown paper sack.
Behind the seat, a bag of peanuts
shells and all.]]></description>
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		<title>When I Knew the Makes and Models</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I could walk down Hamlin street,
name them all: 1939 Lincoln Zephyr,
`41 Chevrolet Special Deluxe Coupe.
A boy, ten years old, 
alone in his world of cars.]]></description>
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		<title>Comeona&#8217; My Kitchen</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Push back the chrome dinette.
Slow dance on my linoleum
(clock radio knows the hits).
Tonight we cookin’.]]></description>
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		<title>Flat Poem</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 18:10:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This the
Flat-ass truth.  Cruisin’ down
Flatbush when Boom!
Flat tire.  Gets out, hears music---third-floor]]></description>
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		<title>Guitar Propped Upright in My Study Corner</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2008 18:10:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>John Sangster</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Mother’s violin waits in the attic, 
wondering if it remembers how to sing.  
Father’s songs (It meant he was happy) 
hang in the air.]]></description>
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