Bill & Ted
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I have never been fishing
on the Susquehanna
or on any river for that matter
to be perfectly honest.
—Billy Collins
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The gravel road rides
with a slow gallop over the fields,
the telephone lines
streaming behind,
its billow of dust full of the sparks
of redwing blackbirds.
—Ted Kooser
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Poem: Fishing on the Susquehanna in July
Poem: Porch Swing in September
Poem: Building with Its Face Blown Off
Poem: The Great American Novel
Poem: Shovelling Snow with Buddha
Poem: The Chairs That No One Sits In
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