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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    There is desire in the greasy food and the too-bright lights and ugly red tiles as you wipe your mouth with the back of your hand. The waitress comes over, smelling of cigarettes and tiredness, plopping the check down without looking me in the eye, and as you fumble through your wallet for...
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    Amelia Brownstein's review of The King's Speech was an example of the common misconception that filmmaking involves only directors and actors. Amelia, like most people, chose not to acknowledge the screenwriter, film editor, and cinematographer of the film (among many others), who, respect...
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    In the April issue, Amelia Brownstein’s ­review of “The King’s Speech” was an ­example of the common misconception that filmmaking involves only directors and actors. Amelia, like most people, forgot to ­acknowledge the screenwriter, film editor, and cinematographer (among many others), w...
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    “Black Swan” is a visual masterpiece, a disturbing character study, and a gut-wrenching psychological horror film. In one of the best films of the year, Darren Aronofsky directs with a bold artistic vision, documenting the rapid mental breakdown of the paranoid, perfectionist ballerina Nina (Nat...
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    In suburbia, you live by the rules. Those who don’t are alienated. We have seen this in films such as American Beauty and Revolutionary Road, whose characters struggle to reconcile the lives they live with the lives they had imagined, making choices that isolate them from their families and neighb...
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    Tonight we'll spill our secrets, but only when every soul in this city has gone to sleep, when the artists painting from the rooftops, and the young, long-legged girls on their fire escapes, and the insomniac writers in their coffee shops with pens and napkins and muffin crumbs (or at thei...
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    my too-worn jeans heaped lovingly on the ground, the pockets turned inside out, emptied of the change that I gave to the barista; the coffee that I spilled when you bumped into me on the bus today (a million people in this city, and we’re standing in the aisle, looking at me and looking a...
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    Freakonomics promises to “literally redefine the way we view the modern world,” but it’s just a compilation of completely random and unreliable statistics and shoddy conclusions. Here are my four biggest problems with Freakonomics: 1. So what? Levitt offers plenty of interesting anecdo...
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    I am complicated, an American beauty that you can't see rotting underneath at the roots. I'm a chain smoker, I tried to quit, but really I just don't care. I don't know why I have three men chasing after me. Do they find my thinness, my paleness, attractive? I wonder what it&...
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    These are the moments when I wish I did not live. “You know, now that I think about it…I never did love you.” Oh, take it back. Take it back, please. “I think I’ve figured that out already…” I can’t keep from biting down the right corner of my lower lip, the way I always do when ...
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    Continuing their string of box-office hits and critical successes, legendary dynamic duo Martin Scorsese and Leonardo DiCaprio are back together again in their fourth collaboration, Shutter Island. DiCaprio plays Teddy Daniels, a U.S. Marshal investigating with his partner, Chuck Aule (Mark Ruffalo)...
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    Reaching carefully through the barbed wire fence that separates them, two eight-year-old boys shake hands. It is a sign of forgiveness and reassurance that they are still friends, but there are no smiles here, for more than just a fence separates Bruno and Shmuel. Bruno is the son of a Nazi commanda...
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    You never understood my need to watch the sunrise You’d roll your eyes when I rolled out of bed and dangled my feet over the edge and ran my hand through the tangled mess on my head Hair snapped off between my fingertips You took my hand and gave it a kiss and stole the silky strands, one by...
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    James Cameron's highly anticipated epic, “Avatar,” raises the question: Are special effects enough to launch a new era in filmmaking? In terms of storyline, the plot offers nothing new: once again, greedy Americans are exploiting new lands for valuable resources, and disturbing the natives...
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    Inglourious Basterds begins with the words “Once upon a time,” and, like any classic fairy tale, it features a daring quest (assassinate Adolf Hitler and other Nazis), brave heroes (the eponymous Basterds), lovely dames (a German actress and a Jewish cinema proprietress who help with the quest),...
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    The trailers advertised the new Harry Potter film as even more exciting, mysterious, and humorous than the first five. An eight-month release delay built up the hype even more. But as with many heavily marketed and highly anticipated movies, “Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince” fell flat. No...
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    Hello baby It’s time to wake up Open your eyes And meet the world It’s a beautiful place, isn’t it? Your eyes can hardly take it in All the wonders of the earth In a ray of light That shines down And warms your little body And puts that smile on your face You’ll soon learn to see ...
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    Dear Mama and Papa, I know you’ll never get to read this, but my diary is all I have left now, and it comforts me to write to you. I want to tell you that I can’t go on any longer. This isn’t life. They took you away from me and I don’t know anyone anymore. I look around and I see tiny ch...
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    You let fall again those tears hidden so long beneath shiny surfaces, and think of the long-ago whispered promises hanging in the darkness now, the days spent writing love letters you throw into the flames today. Old tears and new, smearing ink on diary pages, extinguish the old fire. You rem...
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    the book of cream-colored pages filled with sunsets, seagulls, and waves lies on the beach as the artist waits for the tide, toes curled in the wet sand—here comes the rush of cold a salt water smile, sand crabs scuttle freely: reach down and try to pick them up now chase the waves, ch...
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    Elegance is black and white, shine of lamplight on smooth wood, glossy, flat keys giving way to agile fingers gliding up and down, maneuvering and racing from side to side. Notes jump from sheets onto keyboard, hands span octaves, so this is what classiness is. Vase of roses stands on piano l...
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    Sometimes the moon is pink and I think of you in your moon-colored dress, with quiet rose petal lips, pearls hung loosely round your neck. Midsummer heat oppresses me, does not hinder you, you twirl away the night in tiny slippers, music drifting from the party inside—mon papillon, they sin...
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    At the edge of the woods, he had said. By the big field where you could see the stars so clearly… She remembered their first time there. He was a stranger then, but he had taught her the names of the constellations and said they were even brighter when she was there. “Ever wondered what it...
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    I'd like to go home to lemon sunrise and blueberry sky and pomegranate sunset and tangerine moon I'd like to go home to sitting on the porch, lemonade in tall glasses, as we discussed literature and the universe and love and philosophy I'd like to go home to reading Hemingway long into ...
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    She looks like death, Wrapped up in a smoky haze, A cigarette between her lips, Blood red, making Little seductive puffs. And she’s looking like a black and white photo, Just a girl in a big city, Elegantly trashy, Conspicuous but modest. She leans back against that wall Beside that busy...

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