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In the Hole

In the Hole John Ciardi I had time and a shovel. I began to dig. There is always something a man can use a hole for. Everyone on the street stopped by. My neighbors are purposeful about the holes in their lives. All of them wanted to know what mine was for. Briggs asked me […]

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SUBURBAN John Ciardi Yesterday Mrs. Friar phoned.”Mr. Ciardi, how do you do?” she said. “I am sorry to say this isn’t exactly a social call. The fact is your dog has just deposited-forgive me- a large repulsive object in my petunias.” I thought to ask, “Have you checked the rectal grooving for a positive I.D.?” […]

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