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Rob Baker
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Should finish this today! The last twenty pages or so are end notes, etc.
— Aug 24, 2025 03:16AM
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Rob Baker
is on page 162 of 224
"And not the one whose specialty was
making a bad habit sound more excusable by calling it
ritual".
--from "Pale Colors in a Tall Field"
— Aug 19, 2025 03:34AM
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making a bad habit sound more excusable by calling it
ritual".
--from "Pale Colors in a Tall Field"
Rob Baker
is on page 157 of 224
"'Don't you see how you've burnt almost
all of it, all the tenderness away,' someone screams
to someone else, in public--and looking elsewhere,
we walk quickly past, as if even to have head
that much might have put us at risk of whatever fate
questions like that
spring from...."
--from "Monomoy"
— Aug 18, 2025 02:45AM
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all of it, all the tenderness away,' someone screams
to someone else, in public--and looking elsewhere,
we walk quickly past, as if even to have head
that much might have put us at risk of whatever fate
questions like that
spring from...."
--from "Monomoy"
Rob Baker
is on page 144 of 224
".........the higher
gods having long refused me, let the gods deemed lesser
do the best they can" (142)
— Aug 16, 2025 03:29AM
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gods having long refused me, let the gods deemed lesser
do the best they can" (142)
Rob Baker
is on page 136 of 224
"Not because there was nothing to say, or we
didn't want to--we just stopped speaking
entirely, but like making a gift of it: Here;
for you...
...I've been wrong about more than, despite
memory, I had though was possible"
from "For the Long Hold"
— Aug 12, 2025 03:35AM
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didn't want to--we just stopped speaking
entirely, but like making a gift of it: Here;
for you...
...I've been wrong about more than, despite
memory, I had though was possible"
from "For the Long Hold"
Rob Baker
is on page 127 of 224
Not finding a lot that speaks to me in here, but this is nice:
"....the folded black-and-copper
wings of history begin their deep unfolding, the bird itself,
shuddering, lifts up into the half-wind that comes after--
higher--soon desire will resemble most othat smaller thing,
late affection, then the memory of it, then nothing"
--from "Steeple"
— Aug 09, 2025 04:08AM
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"....the folded black-and-copper
wings of history begin their deep unfolding, the bird itself,
shuddering, lifts up into the half-wind that comes after--
higher--soon desire will resemble most othat smaller thing,
late affection, then the memory of it, then nothing"
--from "Steeple"








