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<rss version="2.0"><channel><title>WordArc: elkwords's   Articles</title><link>http://www.wordarc.com/rss/elkwords</link><description>RSS Feed for WordArc: elkwords's   Articles</description><language>en-us</language><pubDate>Wed, 19 June 2013 06:10:15 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Wed, 19 June 2013 06:10:15 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>WordArc RSS 2.0 Generator</generator><managingEditor>WordArc@wordarc.com</managingEditor><webMaster>WordArc@wordarc.com</webMaster><item><title>Public (dis)satisfaction</title><link>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/05/08/Public_%28dis%29satisfaction</link><description>You see me sit here, my pen hovering over a notebook.&#13;
It's like watching me wash my privates in the shop window.&#13;
I say it like that because it makes us both more uncomfortable.&#13;
It would be better if I just said cunt. &#13;
&#13;
But here I am writing i... Continue Reading at: http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/05/08/Public_%28dis%29satisfaction</description><pubDate>2012-05-08 20:10:56</pubDate><guid>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/05/08/Public_%28dis%29satisfaction</guid></item><item><title>Long Sleep</title><link>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/05/08/Long_Sleep</link><description>From working on the oil rigs&#13;
my father could fall into sleep - &#13;
straight to the bottom -&#13;
in a moment.&#13;
&#13;
Pulling him out was like waking the dead,&#13;
and asking to join them. Continue Reading at: http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/05/08/Long_Sleep</description><pubDate>2012-05-08 20:09:29</pubDate><guid>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/05/08/Long_Sleep</guid></item><item><title>You Summon Dawn at the Mouth of the Cave</title><link>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/05/08/You_Summon_Dawn_at_the_Mouth_of_the_Cave</link><description>There are words scrambling out of your mouth&#13;
so fast, crawling over each other to come out&#13;
like a swarm of dazzling spiders or glowing bats &#13;
flooding the night with phosphorescence.&#13;
&#13;
You are purging the dark places you've kept memories, too s... Continue Reading at: http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/05/08/You_Summon_Dawn_at_the_Mouth_of_the_Cave</description><pubDate>2012-05-08 20:08:47</pubDate><guid>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/05/08/You_Summon_Dawn_at_the_Mouth_of_the_Cave</guid></item><item><title>Threatening to Open</title><link>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/05/08/Threatening_to_Open</link><description>We rode out on a cool day that threatened the bursting of spring&#13;
to that bar of sand that juts itself out from Vancouver &#13;
like an elbow boldly thrust into the open ocean. &#13;
There the sand is flat and rippled, a steely violet sheet &#13;
of cold wet... Continue Reading at: http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/05/08/Threatening_to_Open</description><pubDate>2012-05-08 20:07:29</pubDate><guid>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/05/08/Threatening_to_Open</guid></item><item><title>A Bicycle Poem</title><link>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/A_Bicycle_Poem</link><description>piston push piston push&#13;
up draw up draw&#13;
 piston&#13;
push bundle buttocks&#13;
 heavy thigh ball&#13;
of foot&#13;
knees straight down,&#13;
weight through ground.&#13;
&#13;
And so straight lines&#13;
make three circles&#13;
&#13;
and I rush to meet the horizon. Continue Reading at: http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/A_Bicycle_Poem</description><pubDate>2012-03-07 22:16:50</pubDate><guid>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/A_Bicycle_Poem</guid></item><item><title>Ode to the Period Boob</title><link>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/Ode_to_the_Period_Boob</link><description>Once a month my breast hangs heavy.&#13;
A pendulous dew drop,&#13;
a plop of blood just waiting to fall.&#13;
&#13;
A sodden meat packing pad whose heft&#13;
is always surprising. Continue Reading at: http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/Ode_to_the_Period_Boob</description><pubDate>2012-03-07 22:13:30</pubDate><guid>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/Ode_to_the_Period_Boob</guid></item><item><title>On/Off</title><link>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/On%7C%5C%7COff</link><description>False dusk repeats&#13;
in time&#13;
with downpour. Continue Reading at: http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/On%7C%5C%7COff</description><pubDate>2012-03-07 22:12:08</pubDate><guid>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/On%7C%5C%7COff</guid></item><item><title>Counting</title><link>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/Counting</link><description>two fingers wore two rings&#13;
 and a third wore a fifth Continue Reading at: http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/Counting</description><pubDate>2012-03-07 22:11:24</pubDate><guid>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/Counting</guid></item><item><title>Goddess on a Motorbike</title><link>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/Goddess_on_a_Motorbike</link><description>She has a face like&#13;
every Barbie Doll and Disney&#13;
Princess but she rides that thing&#13;
like the Terminator himself. Continue Reading at: http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/Goddess_on_a_Motorbike</description><pubDate>2012-03-07 22:10:39</pubDate><guid>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/Goddess_on_a_Motorbike</guid></item><item><title>Foggy Morning, Vancouver, 2012</title><link>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/Foggy_Morning%2C_Vancouver%2C_2012</link><description>The New Year rolls through &#13;
Pender and Gore.&#13;
&#13;
Lines of patient Chinese &#13;
in the drizzle &#13;
&#13;
to buy their celebratory &#13;
BBQ.&#13;
&#13;
I remark their quiet cheer;&#13;
&#13;
The Dragon swims in. Continue Reading at: http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/Foggy_Morning%2C_Vancouver%2C_2012</description><pubDate>2012-03-07 22:09:11</pubDate><guid>http://www.wordarc.com/elkwords/2012/03/07/Foggy_Morning%2C_Vancouver%2C_2012</guid></item></channel></rss>
