<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:28:43.636-08:00</updated><category term='BBC'/><category term='candidates'/><category term='visual-verbal exchange'/><category term='Maugham'/><category term='irony'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='October'/><category term='careerism'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='cigarettes'/><category term='garden'/><category term='music'/><category term='dream'/><category term='art'/><category term='memory'/><category term='fall'/><category term='theatre'/><category term='luck'/><category term='Dante'/><category term='10/15/08 10:56 p.m.'/><category term='grammar'/><category term='Schumann'/><category term='Schubert'/><category term='taxes'/><category term='cold'/><category term='Morocco'/><category term='youth'/><category term='lamb'/><category term='history'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='Wall Street'/><category term='dust'/><category term='subway'/><category term='Fred Herko'/><category term='costumes'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='traffic'/><category term='figs'/><category term='redwoods'/><category term='opera'/><category term='clarinet'/><category term='money'/><category term='apples'/><title type='text'>michaelwrites</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2420</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-4594060268453789201</id><published>2012-02-15T23:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T23:28:43.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong Foot</title><content type='html'>bookpile dwarfs disk stream&lt;br /&gt;
promises hours obligation to&lt;br /&gt;
read every word understand&lt;br /&gt;
another soul mind working&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I could blow it off but won't&lt;br /&gt;
be wrong foot or note sharp&lt;br /&gt;
or blue music condescends&lt;br /&gt;
to be heard behind the cry&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
excuse my being real crazy&lt;br /&gt;
things happen in books and&lt;br /&gt;
life goes on being what you&lt;br /&gt;
like before or after reading&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-4594060268453789201?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4594060268453789201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4594060268453789201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/02/wrong-foot.html' title='Wrong Foot'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-509959460401325351</id><published>2012-02-14T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T18:21:19.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Friends</title><content type='html'>meaningless landscapes unless you want to&lt;br /&gt;
think affordable intelligence think time for&lt;br /&gt;
conscious lunch real friends in high places&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-509959460401325351?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/509959460401325351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/509959460401325351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/02/real-friends.html' title='Real Friends'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-1273139155310416746</id><published>2012-02-13T06:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T06:30:25.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story</title><content type='html'>in the fellowship of money&lt;br /&gt;
nothing but money will do&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
my hand to your mouth no&lt;br /&gt;
choice but to the choosing&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
admires his lowly workers&lt;br /&gt;
doing all their jobs himself&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
how can I truly sympathize&lt;br /&gt;
my story one of these many&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-1273139155310416746?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1273139155310416746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1273139155310416746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-story.html' title='My Story'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-492196628624958459</id><published>2012-02-12T22:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T06:32:09.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Me</title><content type='html'>if I think of something I will tell you&lt;br /&gt;
not to hold your horses for too long&lt;br /&gt;
or breath for the length of the pool&lt;br /&gt;
is it too much to ask me if you do&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
if you hear nothing call me I may&lt;br /&gt;
need rescue or repair say where&lt;br /&gt;
and when you are in case it be&lt;br /&gt;
like the others thrown open wide&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I will still be here in the morning&lt;br /&gt;
whether or not it rains dream if I&lt;br /&gt;
can kiss the baby face soft warm&lt;br /&gt;
family confident we all can care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-492196628624958459?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/492196628624958459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/492196628624958459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/02/call-me.html' title='Call Me'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-6939584112138614805</id><published>2012-02-11T22:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T22:47:16.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind First</title><content type='html'>don't count the cost except you do&lt;br /&gt;
must should fair travesty of wealth&lt;br /&gt;
protect the possibilities mind first&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
then next body better thank skillful&lt;br /&gt;
surgeon right place timely graphic&lt;br /&gt;
reconstruction impeccably aligned&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
going-on the character we identify&lt;br /&gt;
forgetting what the other knows&lt;br /&gt;
of being there together as a child&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-6939584112138614805?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6939584112138614805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6939584112138614805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/02/mind-first.html' title='Mind First'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-5947633776932895073</id><published>2012-02-11T06:06:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T06:13:33.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rich Friends</title><content type='html'>possibility of music if you build&lt;br /&gt;
rich friends will come we know&lt;br /&gt;
one or two accidentals misheard&lt;br /&gt;
deny me nothing good experience&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
complain without caring rancour&lt;br /&gt;
delayed effect or bitterness at the&lt;br /&gt;
root easy to say more than meant&lt;br /&gt;
more than metaphor like chickens&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I conclude with affirmation as if&lt;br /&gt;
eloquent tissues atingle extract my&lt;br /&gt;
body and begone dull woe shadow&lt;br /&gt;
self be beautiful in the rising light&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-5947633776932895073?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5947633776932895073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5947633776932895073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/02/rich-friends.html' title='Rich Friends'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-2033232759161673512</id><published>2012-02-10T10:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T10:35:12.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Romantic</title><content type='html'>a good night's sleep may include the morning&lt;br /&gt;
tide of doing ebbs and rises nothing stairsteps&lt;br /&gt;
breathing variants continue ten different birds&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
a good day's work entails dream time outside&lt;br /&gt;
boundaries welcome interruptions if you can&lt;br /&gt;
try harder than Mozart easier than Brahms&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
a good life's love involves others satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;
shared embracing contrary rhythms overlap&lt;br /&gt;
enmesh essence the Romantic is expression&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-2033232759161673512?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2033232759161673512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2033232759161673512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/02/romantic.html' title='The Romantic'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-4490693218926053738</id><published>2012-02-08T23:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T23:03:49.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Like</title><content type='html'>this could be that or anything&lt;br /&gt;
you like what you like liking&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the word replaced the thing&lt;br /&gt;
itself not otherwise existing&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
thin thinking if you think so&lt;br /&gt;
what if it never was the same&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-4490693218926053738?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4490693218926053738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4490693218926053738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/02/you-like.html' title='You Like'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-1719527750418521934</id><published>2012-02-07T23:23:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T23:04:45.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Me</title><content type='html'>it doesn't matter where I am&lt;br /&gt;
it's still me still the life I'm&lt;br /&gt;
making pay no attention to&lt;br /&gt;
place cars what happens to&lt;br /&gt;
be there something has to be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-1719527750418521934?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1719527750418521934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1719527750418521934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/02/still-me.html' title='Still Me'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-2592135463181814012</id><published>2012-02-06T22:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T22:59:10.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Fun</title><content type='html'>ocean blue sky too cool&lt;br /&gt;
change darks full moon&lt;br /&gt;
today is not tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
road war spares named&lt;br /&gt;
seats warmed unwilling&lt;br /&gt;
women welcome love&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I follow a sound down&lt;br /&gt;
doubtless misleadingly&lt;br /&gt;
provoke dull questions&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
yield means give way&lt;br /&gt;
in Britain cooler blood&lt;br /&gt;
makes clubs more fun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-2592135463181814012?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2592135463181814012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2592135463181814012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/02/more-fun.html' title='More Fun'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-8584809782226584382</id><published>2012-02-05T18:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T18:59:38.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowing All</title><content type='html'>what is secret can harm I like&lt;br /&gt;
telling knowing all the real is&lt;br /&gt;
what is being done poignant&lt;br /&gt;
health wealth unconditional&lt;br /&gt;
embraces without regret the&lt;br /&gt;
moon on the cusp of fullness&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
go on reveal everything you&lt;br /&gt;
dare I forgive accept you as&lt;br /&gt;
it is my way pass judgment&lt;br /&gt;
only if cruel greedy hurting&lt;br /&gt;
honest selfishness no crime&lt;br /&gt;
be generous unveil the fact&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-8584809782226584382?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/8584809782226584382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/8584809782226584382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/02/knowing-all.html' title='Knowing All'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-6859895191848512718</id><published>2012-02-04T21:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T21:34:25.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Expected</title><content type='html'>I really have no idea how many times I have done this before. Certain details are inexplicably different, others identical, every moment unavoidably familiar, one islet of spontaneity lost in a sea of practice. Something supposedly new, like 3-D, is pretty much as expected, occasionally subtle, engaging enough once you get used to the weirdness. I drifted off. Smoothness is good, my taste in dance less frantic, furious, desperate. I loved the locations—that monorail! Doing the same thing again is who I am, what I like, what I choose, what is given me to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-6859895191848512718?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6859895191848512718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6859895191848512718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/02/as-expected.html' title='As Expected'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-2402579740989083796</id><published>2012-02-03T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T22:26:05.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Smoke</title><content type='html'>fog in the morning&lt;br /&gt;
a puff of blue smoke&lt;br /&gt;
where am I&lt;br /&gt;
break for lunch&lt;br /&gt;
backs flat against trees&lt;br /&gt;
miles of orchards&lt;br /&gt;
genius Dostoyevsky&lt;br /&gt;
proved by technology&lt;br /&gt;
balks my pleasure&lt;br /&gt;
improved by age&lt;br /&gt;
haze remains&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-2402579740989083796?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2402579740989083796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2402579740989083796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/02/blue-smoke.html' title='Blue Smoke'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-247627085936765929</id><published>2012-02-02T21:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T21:29:06.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forty Dollars</title><content type='html'>mountain heaven freeway hell speed&lt;br /&gt;
beyond seeing safe for forty dollars&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
lacking master read William James&lt;br /&gt;
read William John Locke or write&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
being there already here do tai chi&lt;br /&gt;
eat sleep drive all day finish circle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-247627085936765929?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/247627085936765929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/247627085936765929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/02/forty-dollars.html' title='Forty Dollars'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-5135587856217960768</id><published>2012-02-01T21:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T21:58:32.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Pretend</title><content type='html'>too late or large enough all&lt;br /&gt;
judgments make no sense&lt;br /&gt;
except perhaps taste which&lt;br /&gt;
we pretend is neither good&lt;br /&gt;
nor bad knowing what we&lt;br /&gt;
like is good only when it&lt;br /&gt;
ends up like everyone else&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-5135587856217960768?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5135587856217960768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5135587856217960768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/02/we-pretend.html' title='We Pretend'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-1741249093472393752</id><published>2012-01-31T22:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T22:33:29.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Before</title><content type='html'>give up early resigned to rest&lt;br /&gt;
month state finished your work&lt;br /&gt;
goes on will wait enough done&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
three-way switch prohibits dark&lt;br /&gt;
night rain silence thumps from&lt;br /&gt;
next door meetings about love&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
we were here before we came&lt;br /&gt;
to view the redwoods marketed&lt;br /&gt;
to tourists eager to pass on by&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-1741249093472393752?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1741249093472393752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1741249093472393752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/here-before.html' title='Here Before'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-6341511295644172839</id><published>2012-01-30T23:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T23:17:34.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wide Awake</title><content type='html'>not in the mood is no excuse&lt;br /&gt;
really we know better feeling&lt;br /&gt;
follows action not the other&lt;br /&gt;
way around here we go again&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
late hour tiredness compels&lt;br /&gt;
sleep when still wide awake&lt;br /&gt;
you can do better start now&lt;br /&gt;
turn back the covers begin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-6341511295644172839?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6341511295644172839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6341511295644172839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/wide-awake.html' title='Wide Awake'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-6848356911856000262</id><published>2012-01-29T22:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T22:56:30.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Few</title><content type='html'>Mozart suffered but I didn't&lt;br /&gt;
mind your scales correct for&lt;br /&gt;
randomness of patterns or&lt;br /&gt;
is it the other way around&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
all I remember is the sex&lt;br /&gt;
well not the sex rather the&lt;br /&gt;
fact of sex whether or not&lt;br /&gt;
we did whatever we did&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
who followed whom never&lt;br /&gt;
why what we were thinking&lt;br /&gt;
we were doing what point&lt;br /&gt;
satisfied by clean execution&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
well never clean rather the&lt;br /&gt;
fact of doing it at all despite&lt;br /&gt;
general indifference we few&lt;br /&gt;
were enough for each other&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-6848356911856000262?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6848356911856000262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6848356911856000262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-few.html' title='We Few'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-1009466152963342525</id><published>2012-01-28T23:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T23:01:36.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Hearing</title><content type='html'>what words release memories' meanings&lt;br /&gt;
stories' points whether either willingly says&lt;br /&gt;
seriously these people are worth knowing&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
no call to approve or not I do who loved&lt;br /&gt;
how long it matters to me only promise&lt;br /&gt;
another hearing if living for art's sake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-1009466152963342525?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1009466152963342525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1009466152963342525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/another-hearing.html' title='Another Hearing'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-6392901569126617539</id><published>2012-01-27T23:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T23:22:26.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Shape</title><content type='html'>carry the torch for me please&lt;br /&gt;
thanks for caring the way I did&lt;br /&gt;
it will return but not the same&lt;br /&gt;
which was not so great the life&lt;br /&gt;
is the people and for the people&lt;br /&gt;
demonstrates shapely unfolding&lt;br /&gt;
ideas of form in defiant action&lt;br /&gt;
imagination taking living shape&lt;br /&gt;
it is always worth doing a play&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-6392901569126617539?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6392901569126617539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6392901569126617539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/living-shape.html' title='Living Shape'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-167072373075443735</id><published>2012-01-26T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T20:10:04.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Turn</title><content type='html'>it's so restful playing solitaire&lt;br /&gt;
the cards fall&lt;br /&gt;
you do what you can&lt;br /&gt;
not much&lt;br /&gt;
every turn another possibility&lt;br /&gt;
you fudge a little&lt;br /&gt;
the game works out&lt;br /&gt;
or not&lt;br /&gt;
it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;
but when it does&lt;br /&gt;
it's nice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-167072373075443735?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/167072373075443735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/167072373075443735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/every-turn.html' title='Every Turn'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-7775171179714616614</id><published>2012-01-25T20:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T20:56:08.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever Undone</title><content type='html'>hurry up and say it the time soon gone&lt;br /&gt;
the frame worth more than the painting&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
you are the one taken before it is ripe&lt;br /&gt;
eaten before the flavor fully developed&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
this is what it is this all this or nothing&lt;br /&gt;
to be done the rest be forever undone&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
all right then I will I do heavy lifting&lt;br /&gt;
if I can tell the imaginary difference&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-7775171179714616614?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7775171179714616614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7775171179714616614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/forever-undone.html' title='Forever Undone'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-5879088518235079356</id><published>2012-01-23T22:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T20:57:12.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stable Properties</title><content type='html'>deep luck good genes loving&lt;br /&gt;
mother faithful dad raw facts&lt;br /&gt;
produce behavior whence the&lt;br /&gt;
bug gnaws will thwarts desire&lt;br /&gt;
wasting years loves what you&lt;br /&gt;
do is plastic tries to be gentle&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
do you follow lead resist all&lt;br /&gt;
changes all the same what do&lt;br /&gt;
you do with it say what more&lt;br /&gt;
make than given read aloud&lt;br /&gt;
stable properties interactive&lt;br /&gt;
moves made for us long ago&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-5879088518235079356?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5879088518235079356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5879088518235079356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/stable-properties.html' title='Stable Properties'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-6794264811871107980</id><published>2012-01-21T22:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T22:58:37.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Other Images</title><content type='html'>still night rising&lt;br /&gt;
phrases like water&lt;br /&gt;
powerful endless&lt;br /&gt;
surge in the flow&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
rumbling clusters&lt;br /&gt;
outside the walls&lt;br /&gt;
inside the ears&lt;br /&gt;
threaten to end&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
other images arise&lt;br /&gt;
nothing interrupts&lt;br /&gt;
skin organ squirm&lt;br /&gt;
impression active&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
shall I go on how&lt;br /&gt;
much I want you&lt;br /&gt;
inside my feeling&lt;br /&gt;
one and everyone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-6794264811871107980?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6794264811871107980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6794264811871107980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/other-images.html' title='Other Images'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-3500855479218123639</id><published>2012-01-20T21:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T21:18:55.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unnatural Disaster</title><content type='html'>horrors of economics that we have escaped&lt;br /&gt;
a miracle taking down the rest of the world&lt;br /&gt;
unnatural disaster made by the human brain&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
naturally one wants to think something else&lt;br /&gt;
progress reversed good undone my opinions&lt;br /&gt;
useless great interlocking money forces rule&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
miserable to live through it even living well&lt;br /&gt;
happy as can be can't excuse mass suffering&lt;br /&gt;
so a few can accumulate capital shame on us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-3500855479218123639?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/3500855479218123639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/3500855479218123639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/unnatural-disaster.html' title='Unnatural Disaster'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-7305211052876226239</id><published>2012-01-19T21:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T21:00:56.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brown Water</title><content type='html'>basements flooded sumps pumped the creek&lt;br /&gt;
turns into a river in spate whole trees rushing&lt;br /&gt;
past rises over fences into the easement gates&lt;br /&gt;
gain saving chains hidden lakes reveal threat&lt;br /&gt;
if you could hear it roar brown water bursting&lt;br /&gt;
spouting pale foamy swirls gravity-maddened&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-7305211052876226239?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7305211052876226239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7305211052876226239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/brown-water.html' title='Brown Water'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-5289229516986626916</id><published>2012-01-18T22:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:40:37.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back</title><content type='html'>you knew you should have told me&lt;br /&gt;
I would have listened I could save&lt;br /&gt;
time and fret if not money be rich&lt;br /&gt;
by now it doesn't matter then it did&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
looking back is worse than thinking&lt;br /&gt;
you know what happened were you&lt;br /&gt;
sorry whose fault was it mine must&lt;br /&gt;
have been wondering what nothing&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
be done with what was done is done&lt;br /&gt;
the old song again a novel unlike&lt;br /&gt;
memoir journal diary dear forgive&lt;br /&gt;
me I was thinking of someone else&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-5289229516986626916?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5289229516986626916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5289229516986626916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/looking-back.html' title='Looking Back'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-8668502554914254186</id><published>2012-01-17T07:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T07:03:01.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More of It</title><content type='html'>don't be afraid of words use them generously let lines unspool as they will&lt;br /&gt;
when the music starts let it go on for a while people want to hear more of it&lt;br /&gt;
never start wondering when it will end whether it is winding up for a coda&lt;br /&gt;
don't think of time that way every instant is infinite beyond time and place&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-8668502554914254186?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/8668502554914254186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/8668502554914254186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/more-of-it.html' title='More of It'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-5724021603753518564</id><published>2012-01-16T22:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T07:04:46.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Day</title><content type='html'>take a break from self&lt;br /&gt;
health "work" practice&lt;br /&gt;
do what someone else&lt;br /&gt;
needs for a change put&lt;br /&gt;
up movement-sensing&lt;br /&gt;
outdoor light for safer&lt;br /&gt;
barn-going in the cold&lt;br /&gt;
rain took all afternoon&lt;br /&gt;
other plans postponed&lt;br /&gt;
peel spuds improvise&lt;br /&gt;
hash in shepherd's pie&lt;br /&gt;
rounds off a busy day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-5724021603753518564?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5724021603753518564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5724021603753518564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/busy-day.html' title='Busy Day'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-7656170848498839286</id><published>2012-01-15T06:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T06:25:57.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boiling Soup</title><content type='html'>Ibsen "sat all day at [his] writing&lt;br /&gt;
table" the final word unable but&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
practice improves it amazingly&lt;br /&gt;
snow remains idea whenever you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
wait for inspiration boiling soup&lt;br /&gt;
ready cooking all you can take&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
care protect manuscripts in case&lt;br /&gt;
guns carefully planted do go off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-7656170848498839286?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7656170848498839286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7656170848498839286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/boiling-soup.html' title='Boiling Soup'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-3098859050434784660</id><published>2012-01-13T23:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T06:26:46.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Here</title><content type='html'>too much more than enough&lt;br /&gt;
driving drama sitting in the dark&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I called it off stayed home being&lt;br /&gt;
about is very rarely as much fun&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
little enough resistance to joys&lt;br /&gt;
always eating thinking pleasure&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
still here we are reading another&lt;br /&gt;
masterpiece a few pages a day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-3098859050434784660?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/3098859050434784660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/3098859050434784660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/still-here.html' title='Still Here'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-1432663315243521940</id><published>2012-01-13T08:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T06:27:51.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Duet</title><content type='html'>the left hand has its private life&lt;br /&gt;
very often different from the right&lt;br /&gt;
which does things purposeful and&lt;br /&gt;
useful while the other wanders&lt;br /&gt;
gathering sensations making separate&lt;br /&gt;
moves as if it had another brain&lt;br /&gt;
as if not me alone dancing a duet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-1432663315243521940?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1432663315243521940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1432663315243521940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/duet.html' title='A Duet'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-7531593740101878446</id><published>2012-01-12T23:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T23:06:14.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Quiche</title><content type='html'>say more or less what you mean or what&lt;br /&gt;
you mean to say what the intended effect&lt;br /&gt;
what will signify something you wish to&lt;br /&gt;
reveal more than real-world possibilities&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
this will happen or something else will&lt;br /&gt;
unbeknownst time set via email Ibsen&lt;br /&gt;
floating in the cloud of words not even&lt;br /&gt;
on paper no emmentaler for my quiche&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-7531593740101878446?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7531593740101878446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7531593740101878446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/my-quiche.html' title='My Quiche'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-4330091156563636662</id><published>2012-01-11T22:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T22:59:34.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Italian</title><content type='html'>cool milk goes down smoothly&lt;br /&gt;
I like steady rhythms also jolts&lt;br /&gt;
returning to the regular reality&lt;br /&gt;
goes on wondering who I am&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
a stanza is a room in Italy we&lt;br /&gt;
would like to be there but are&lt;br /&gt;
not Italian northerners know&lt;br /&gt;
like Goethe Shelley to love it&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
this is the sizzle I waited for&lt;br /&gt;
thinking I had to what it was&lt;br /&gt;
stayed with me still a muddle&lt;br /&gt;
a musing a story all one's own&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-4330091156563636662?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4330091156563636662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4330091156563636662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/not-italian.html' title='Not Italian'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-170079496556907622</id><published>2012-01-10T20:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T20:48:20.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Kill</title><content type='html'>more want more time fill what&lt;br /&gt;
kill for more what time want&lt;br /&gt;
for what miss will kill more for&lt;br /&gt;
time fill kill what will want more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-170079496556907622?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/170079496556907622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/170079496556907622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/will-kill.html' title='Will Kill'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-7918151515402345352</id><published>2012-01-09T21:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T23:01:06.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bone Chill</title><content type='html'>unpredictable unfolding each life only logical&lt;br /&gt;
backwards as if this had to happen the present&lt;br /&gt;
required the past becoming already over itself&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
still shocked by blunders inexcusable cruelty&lt;br /&gt;
needlessly inflicted as if in the grip of forces&lt;br /&gt;
bred in bone chill sapping warmer wishings&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
uncorrectable error blazes through old winter&lt;br /&gt;
loneliness unacceptable stubbornness wants&lt;br /&gt;
unmet willingness unoriginal sins repeated&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
regret nothing you may as well not have done&lt;br /&gt;
then this would not be possible justification&lt;br /&gt;
wavering light of the documentary evidence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-7918151515402345352?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7918151515402345352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7918151515402345352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/unoriginal-sins.html' title='Bone Chill'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-5911802599489501274</id><published>2012-01-08T20:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T20:06:47.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ably Nourished</title><content type='html'>burning eyes the fog searing&lt;br /&gt;
headlights wept for Ophelia&lt;br /&gt;
for Butch Flowers Hamlet&lt;br /&gt;
best I've seen I still can see&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
and happily hear Mahler's&lt;br /&gt;
Tenth beyond himself we&lt;br /&gt;
all can do more than think&lt;br /&gt;
feel more than we imagine&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
home in time chickens not&lt;br /&gt;
arguably aware of waiting&lt;br /&gt;
beady eyes aglitter in cold&lt;br /&gt;
hunger and ably nourished&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-5911802599489501274?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5911802599489501274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5911802599489501274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/ably-nourished.html' title='Ably Nourished'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-486198302716231671</id><published>2012-01-06T20:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T20:56:30.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Sweetness</title><content type='html'>several possibilities resist assimilation&lt;br /&gt;
owners have rights they cry is it true I&lt;br /&gt;
made up the rest for my own pleasure&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
why should you not have been amazed&lt;br /&gt;
it was so beautiful that anything still is&lt;br /&gt;
after all it was worse than I remember&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
though not my problem I had taken it&lt;br /&gt;
on faith that we were linked not alone&lt;br /&gt;
mystic rapture racked by base realities&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
spell it how you will I know you now&lt;br /&gt;
promising distraction pure sweetness&lt;br /&gt;
without regret without making me fat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-486198302716231671?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/486198302716231671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/486198302716231671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/pure-sweetness.html' title='Pure Sweetness'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-8279879331569613162</id><published>2012-01-05T18:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T18:18:33.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Books I Read in 2011</title><content type='html'>"Spotted Horses"  by William Faulkner (aloud)&lt;br /&gt;
"How I Became a Nun" by César Aira&lt;br /&gt;
"Out Stealing Horses" by Per Petterson&lt;br /&gt;
"Positivity" by Barbara L Fredrickson&lt;br /&gt;
Selected Poems by John Ashbery&lt;br /&gt;
"Just Kids" by Patti Smith&lt;br /&gt;
"The File on H." by Ismail Kadare&lt;br /&gt;
"Just Like Someone Without Mental Illness Only More So" by Mark Vonnegut&lt;br /&gt;
"Rameau's Nephew" by Denis Diderot (aloud)&lt;br /&gt;
"Wait!," "Last Lists of My Mad Mother," and "Playwriting Brief &amp; Brilliant" by Julie Jensen&lt;br /&gt;
"The Fever" by Wallace Shawn&lt;br /&gt;
Essays by Wallace Shawn&lt;br /&gt;
"The Dead Republic" by Roddy Doyle&lt;br /&gt;
"Black Hole" (graphic novel) by Charles Burns&lt;br /&gt;
"Chronicles Vol. I" by Bob Dylan&lt;br /&gt;
"The Education of Henry Adams" by Henry Adams (aloud)&lt;br /&gt;
"Freedom" by Jonathan Franzen&lt;br /&gt;
"Rapt: Attention and the Focused Life" by Winifred Gallagher&lt;br /&gt;
"As Ever, Julia," Letters of Julia Child and Avis DeVoto&lt;br /&gt;
"Coming to Our Senses" by Jon Kabat-Zinn (part)&lt;br /&gt;
"I Curse the River of Time" by Per Petterson&lt;br /&gt;
"Justice for Hedgehogs" by Ronald Dworkin&lt;br /&gt;
"Clover" by Otto Friedrich&lt;br /&gt;
"The Hidden Brain" by Shankar Vedantam&lt;br /&gt;
"All Families Are Psychotic" by Douglas Coupland&lt;br /&gt;
"The Apology," "Crito," "Phaedo" by Plato&lt;br /&gt;
"Generation A" by Douglas Coupland&lt;br /&gt;
"Stop Sleeping Through Your Dreams" by Charles McPhee&lt;br /&gt;
"Geek Love" by Katherine Dunn&lt;br /&gt;
"The Year of the Hare" by Arto Paasilinna&lt;br /&gt;
"The Northern Lights" by Howard Norman&lt;br /&gt;
"Britten's Children" by John Bridcut&lt;br /&gt;
"The Weekend" by Bernhard Schlink&lt;br /&gt;
"Somewhere Towards the End" by Diana Athill&lt;br /&gt;
"The Fugitive" by Marcel Proust&lt;br /&gt;
"Chiva" by Chellis Glendinning&lt;br /&gt;
"Burning Man: Art in the Desert" by A. Leo Nash&lt;br /&gt;
"Of the Farm" by John Updike&lt;br /&gt;
Manifesto I edited by Gabriel Boyer&lt;br /&gt;
"Inside Looking Out" by Harding Lemay&lt;br /&gt;
"I Remember" by Joe Brainard&lt;br /&gt;
"Kingdom by the Sea" by Paul Theroux&lt;br /&gt;
"Eleuthéria" by Samuel Beckett&lt;br /&gt;
"About the Author" by John Colapinto&lt;br /&gt;
"Ham on Rye" by Charles Bukowski&lt;br /&gt;
Conversations with Pinter by Mel Gussow&lt;br /&gt;
"The Homecoming" by Harold Pinter&lt;br /&gt;
"Time Regained" by Marcel Proust&lt;br /&gt;
"We Have Never Been Modern" by Bruno Latour&lt;br /&gt;
"William James: In the Maelstrom of American Modernism" by Robert D. Richardson&lt;br /&gt;
"The Dance of Life" by Edward T. Hall&lt;br /&gt;
"Murther &amp; Walking Spirits" by Robertson Davies&lt;br /&gt;
"Leaving the Atocha Station" by Ben Lerner&lt;br /&gt;
"A Cab at the Door" by V. S. Pritchett&lt;br /&gt;
"Our Mutual Friend" by Charles Dickens (aloud)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-8279879331569613162?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/8279879331569613162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/8279879331569613162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/books-i-read-in-2011.html' title='Books I Read in 2011'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-4336690107122244891</id><published>2012-01-05T06:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T06:16:32.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Love</title><content type='html'>thus do our weaknesses become our strengths&lt;br /&gt;
we don't make all the same mistakes when we&lt;br /&gt;
do we know it all again but left behind among&lt;br /&gt;
lost love over before we began to understand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-4336690107122244891?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4336690107122244891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4336690107122244891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/lost-love.html' title='Lost Love'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-4593716726672031998</id><published>2012-01-04T19:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:55:14.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Little</title><content type='html'>did I write what I thought&lt;br /&gt;
I wrote too much too little&lt;br /&gt;
spoken before imagining&lt;br /&gt;
forgot my most important&lt;br /&gt;
dreams the mind spinning&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
sit down and spell it out&lt;br /&gt;
I think this and this this&lt;br /&gt;
person thus I like gossip&lt;br /&gt;
without opinion without&lt;br /&gt;
thinking you know better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-4593716726672031998?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4593716726672031998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4593716726672031998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/too-little.html' title='Too Little'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-1208058199683957659</id><published>2012-01-03T19:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T19:43:43.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speak Out</title><content type='html'>words unspoken fester converse among&lt;br /&gt;
themselves gang up plot against you be&lt;br /&gt;
vigilant they grow they will seize the day&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
speak out however you can in music art&lt;br /&gt;
living grace be at your best in gratitude&lt;br /&gt;
humility let them all come in be friends&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
words unread play dead fool themselves&lt;br /&gt;
for want of playmates admire their form&lt;br /&gt;
and airs imagine appreciation satisfied&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-1208058199683957659?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1208058199683957659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1208058199683957659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/speak-out.html' title='Speak Out'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-8692771270995779714</id><published>2012-01-02T12:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T12:53:20.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Weather</title><content type='html'>I am the narrator's companion&lt;br /&gt;
watching him watching what&lt;br /&gt;
may or may not have happened&lt;br /&gt;
memory ever revising the past&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
my interest not being the same&lt;br /&gt;
I see him as fiction made up&lt;br /&gt;
unchanged from earlier years&lt;br /&gt;
except his mood is improved&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
he worries less knowing time&lt;br /&gt;
is running nothing will avail&lt;br /&gt;
mistakes are made weather is&lt;br /&gt;
only weather his life another&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I will not abandon him if his&lt;br /&gt;
tale is dry his subjects trivial&lt;br /&gt;
judge him less than something&lt;br /&gt;
telling the only story he knows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-8692771270995779714?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/8692771270995779714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/8692771270995779714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/only-weather.html' title='Only Weather'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-2270382752942036187</id><published>2012-01-01T23:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T19:59:38.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning Up</title><content type='html'>precious friends play their parts&lt;br /&gt;
appear behave gladly we end it&lt;br /&gt;
starts again everything put away&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Schubert agreed to be perfect in&lt;br /&gt;
character I look relaxed excited&lt;br /&gt;
playing try stay relatively calm&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
bring out the whisky let people&lt;br /&gt;
talk observing natural mutuality&lt;br /&gt;
constructed at small-town ease&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
at another time I might have a&lt;br /&gt;
project of my own be going to&lt;br /&gt;
Italy or India worried fraught&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
instead of placidly cleaning up&lt;br /&gt;
play solitaire let be what is go on&lt;br /&gt;
with what I was doing before&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-2270382752942036187?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2270382752942036187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2270382752942036187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/cleaning-up.html' title='Cleaning Up'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-7653370183966360547</id><published>2012-01-01T06:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T06:40:28.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Fur</title><content type='html'>retrospective particulars feed the general&lt;br /&gt;
smugness as Pollyanna keeps getting old&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
gas not as natural as it sounds electricity&lt;br /&gt;
never clean insulates against cold nights&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
how would we feel if we were really here&lt;br /&gt;
on earth constructed environment our fur&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
culture our comfort replaces raw being&lt;br /&gt;
northern animals pitted against winter&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
descending anyway as proper clothing&lt;br /&gt;
habits delineate the playable characters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-7653370183966360547?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7653370183966360547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7653370183966360547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-fur.html' title='Our Fur'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-5594393251583309381</id><published>2011-12-31T20:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T20:25:40.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kind Words</title><content type='html'>signifying for its own sake&lt;br /&gt;
forms descry averages we&lt;br /&gt;
respond in kind words are&lt;br /&gt;
all we have unconditional&lt;br /&gt;
deployments wither hearts&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
thus in cars read reasons&lt;br /&gt;
to be happy brave serious&lt;br /&gt;
about how much it costs&lt;br /&gt;
what it says about status&lt;br /&gt;
what kind of person I am&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
which season explains if&lt;br /&gt;
states of love are fruiting&lt;br /&gt;
what drug might help see&lt;br /&gt;
what you know of timing&lt;br /&gt;
whether the year can end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-5594393251583309381?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5594393251583309381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5594393251583309381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/kind-words.html' title='Kind Words'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-177899619111164425</id><published>2011-12-30T20:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T20:03:28.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendly Ways</title><content type='html'>whether the other brother emerges&lt;br /&gt;
wishing which ditch overflows most&lt;br /&gt;
warmly saying what you want to hear&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
which is this breathing wriggling&lt;br /&gt;
balance attention sizzle after dinner&lt;br /&gt;
quietly going separate friendly ways&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
doesn't bother the father cares most&lt;br /&gt;
warmly reminded of what someone&lt;br /&gt;
said when he was ready to go to bed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-177899619111164425?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/177899619111164425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/177899619111164425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/friendly-ways.html' title='Friendly Ways'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-6320059739953052679</id><published>2011-12-29T06:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T06:29:44.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Sense</title><content type='html'>I am less saying anything than making&lt;br /&gt;
artifacts existing where before there was&lt;br /&gt;
nothing doing my thing like a chicken&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
believe me I am speaking perfect sense&lt;br /&gt;
on some level more specific than writing&lt;br /&gt;
"about" something even more imaginary&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
even if not my pleasure in the creative&lt;br /&gt;
acts like a neurotransmitter focusing &lt;br /&gt;
the disparate deeds of normal waking life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-6320059739953052679?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6320059739953052679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6320059739953052679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/perfect-sense.html' title='Perfect Sense'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-7749589108574219995</id><published>2011-12-28T20:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T20:42:39.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Fortune</title><content type='html'>modes of being lost and found&lt;br /&gt;
contentment light-hearted lust&lt;br /&gt;
intellectual absorption pattern&lt;br /&gt;
musical or physical competing&lt;br /&gt;
for glory virtue high low bored&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
gain loss wrong question rather&lt;br /&gt;
ask yourself this moment listen&lt;br /&gt;
wind rain humming twittering&lt;br /&gt;
process will or no recourse but&lt;br /&gt;
giving in embrace good fortune&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-7749589108574219995?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7749589108574219995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7749589108574219995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-fortune.html' title='Good Fortune'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-4756200166775334190</id><published>2011-12-27T23:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T23:07:16.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Situation Found</title><content type='html'>everything changes but not until it&lt;br /&gt;
suddenly does even if you see it&lt;br /&gt;
coming until then you are stuck at&lt;br /&gt;
this apparent end point everything&lt;br /&gt;
in place every day the same old&lt;br /&gt;
you very slowly sliding downhill&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
how do we reconcile this contrast&lt;br /&gt;
exist in contradictory dimensions&lt;br /&gt;
make sense of the situation found&lt;br /&gt;
paradise and nightmare according&lt;br /&gt;
to what where when weak delusion&lt;br /&gt;
maintained by quantum ignorance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-4756200166775334190?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4756200166775334190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4756200166775334190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/situation-found.html' title='Situation Found'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-1441187754187201648</id><published>2011-12-26T23:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T23:04:59.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When to Lead</title><content type='html'>fudge it a little what the heck&lt;br /&gt;
nothing's at stake no one dies&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
kindness good humor weighs&lt;br /&gt;
more than following the rules&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
honest generous and loved&lt;br /&gt;
by all who knew him besides&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
obedience has limits decide&lt;br /&gt;
when to follow when to lead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-1441187754187201648?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1441187754187201648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1441187754187201648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/when-to-lead.html' title='When to Lead'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-5258445556335155110</id><published>2011-12-25T22:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:47:15.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Begin Again</title><content type='html'>infinite random detail crowds in&lt;br /&gt;
St. Peter's I can't imagine believing&lt;br /&gt;
anything so officially sanctioned&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
we like our little ways reading&lt;br /&gt;
Dickens after dinner crosswords&lt;br /&gt;
before sleep together and apart&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
definite blessings deserve notice&lt;br /&gt;
good lucky spotty when the norm&lt;br /&gt;
falling apart sucks millions down&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
not all problems can be solved&lt;br /&gt;
but we can do much better past&lt;br /&gt;
solstice now we can begin again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-5258445556335155110?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5258445556335155110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5258445556335155110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/begin-again.html' title='Begin Again'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-7322608819009225487</id><published>2011-12-24T23:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T23:37:31.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Night</title><content type='html'>sweet baby Jesus encourage precious&lt;br /&gt;
sentiment better story without religion&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
this night carols ring the protestants&lt;br /&gt;
triumph whatever the shopping lights&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I celebrate solstice another turning&lt;br /&gt;
day forward when you might be sad&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
wish joy to the world another birth&lt;br /&gt;
naturally be mother and father too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-7322608819009225487?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7322608819009225487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7322608819009225487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-night.html' title='This Night'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-4401848803166349244</id><published>2011-12-23T07:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T07:46:34.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowing Out</title><content type='html'>advice to all men&lt;br /&gt;
put the toilet seat down&lt;br /&gt;
after every time you go&lt;br /&gt;
women appreciate it&lt;br /&gt;
and mind if you forget&lt;br /&gt;
as if they don't exist&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
putting down the lid as well&lt;br /&gt;
will stop the chi from flowing out&lt;br /&gt;
we all need all our chi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-4401848803166349244?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4401848803166349244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4401848803166349244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/flowing-out.html' title='Flowing Out'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-4301777253545019216</id><published>2011-12-22T16:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T16:39:20.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Brief</title><content type='html'>I have been reading not writing&lt;br /&gt;
both at once unfortunately awkward&lt;br /&gt;
ironing lunching listening to Peter&lt;br /&gt;
Bogdanovich talk about his movie&lt;br /&gt;
playing backgammon very badly&lt;br /&gt;
the day pleasant but too brief&lt;br /&gt;
a nap and only an hour left&lt;br /&gt;
too quickly gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-4301777253545019216?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4301777253545019216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4301777253545019216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/too-brief.html' title='Too Brief'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-6492096994435161885</id><published>2011-12-20T23:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T23:42:11.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing Less</title><content type='html'>"Either way, I promised myself, I would never write a novel." —Ben Lerner&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
fine with me that nothing is happening let's&lt;br /&gt;
lie low and wait for longer days adjust to&lt;br /&gt;
doing less more slowly but not less well&lt;br /&gt;
I know the form now nothing immediate&lt;br /&gt;
to fear fend off but unavoidable bedtime&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-6492096994435161885?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6492096994435161885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6492096994435161885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/doing-less.html' title='Doing Less'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-7819427115500930060</id><published>2011-12-19T21:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T21:37:24.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Nights</title><content type='html'>Havel the best of men if only&lt;br /&gt;
others were as gentle and polite&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
his simplicity not simple shows&lt;br /&gt;
Czech subtle complex weird&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
that something better possible&lt;br /&gt;
enlivens short days long nights&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
painfully extended still thinking&lt;br /&gt;
clearly suffering troubled world&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
my hero standing up enjoying&lt;br /&gt;
palace laughs at power wielding&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
pressing on with what was right&lt;br /&gt;
a play of lives and highest comedy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-7819427115500930060?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7819427115500930060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7819427115500930060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/long-nights.html' title='Long Nights'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-2988761666384083328</id><published>2011-12-18T07:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T07:33:11.067-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Present Pit</title><content type='html'>boobies rule again against all kind&lt;br /&gt;
sense unled allow continued war&lt;br /&gt;
against our own sweeter interests&lt;br /&gt;
manipulative twits have their way&lt;br /&gt;
why pay attention to these clowns&lt;br /&gt;
they are taking over can probably&lt;br /&gt;
be worse than even the present pit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-2988761666384083328?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2988761666384083328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2988761666384083328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/present-pit.html' title='Present Pit'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-7864553503088502686</id><published>2011-12-17T22:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T22:56:20.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Musics</title><content type='html'>let it go make it happen&lt;br /&gt;
play the notes as written&lt;br /&gt;
be glad your fingers can&lt;br /&gt;
move ask your brain how&lt;br /&gt;
many small-town friends&lt;br /&gt;
appear annually seldom&lt;br /&gt;
glimpsed or never good&lt;br /&gt;
talking to like tonight's&lt;br /&gt;
two parties in one block&lt;br /&gt;
two musics being heard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-7864553503088502686?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7864553503088502686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7864553503088502686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/two-musics.html' title='Two Musics'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-5886442215240746379</id><published>2011-12-15T22:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T22:24:22.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird People</title><content type='html'>now withdraw the mercenaries&lt;br /&gt;
and the weird people at the embassy&lt;br /&gt;
how much did that cost us&lt;br /&gt;
who else is there doing what&lt;br /&gt;
why is it all a secret&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-5886442215240746379?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5886442215240746379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5886442215240746379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/weird-people.html' title='Weird People'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-2277609122407907422</id><published>2011-12-15T06:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T06:27:16.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Alone</title><content type='html'>adjust your position again&lt;br /&gt;
comfort is here somewhere&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
say what is really going on&lt;br /&gt;
listen heart murmurs truth&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
dare to make sense of it if&lt;br /&gt;
you alone can do you must&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
forcing anyone act against&lt;br /&gt;
basic rule of animal nature&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
gang up on weak common&lt;br /&gt;
flaw begs careful correction&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-2277609122407907422?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2277609122407907422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2277609122407907422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-alone.html' title='You Alone'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-3990001081058474849</id><published>2011-12-14T23:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:14:17.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Enough</title><content type='html'>little pains mean less&lt;br /&gt;
what anyone thinks&lt;br /&gt;
hardly matters I want&lt;br /&gt;
respect recognition it&lt;br /&gt;
doesn't matter either&lt;br /&gt;
private is just enough&lt;br /&gt;
immediate closeness&lt;br /&gt;
soothes every wound&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-3990001081058474849?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/3990001081058474849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/3990001081058474849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-enough.html' title='Just Enough'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-5969293357056539388</id><published>2011-12-13T20:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T23:15:16.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Both Ways</title><content type='html'>if I knew more I would tell you&lt;br /&gt;
too much too little smart accept&lt;br /&gt;
what is no purpose no ambition&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
no one told me misled blinded&lt;br /&gt;
knowing not to trust them I was&lt;br /&gt;
wrong both ways doubly failed&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
you can read about it in the holy&lt;br /&gt;
books crystal vision might well&lt;br /&gt;
improve scene "imminent threat&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
and long-term hoplessness" not&lt;br /&gt;
normal happy animal spreading&lt;br /&gt;
love and beauty answer all need&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-5969293357056539388?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5969293357056539388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5969293357056539388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/both-ways.html' title='Both Ways'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-1287930606161559980</id><published>2011-12-12T22:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T22:45:02.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>exactly the costume I wore at Yale&lt;br /&gt;
blue buttondown crewneck Shetland&lt;br /&gt;
sweater grey flannels comfortable in&lt;br /&gt;
winter that was fifty-six years past&lt;br /&gt;
before anything am I still the same&lt;br /&gt;
after all original self reclaiming me&lt;br /&gt;
didn't make myself my parents were&lt;br /&gt;
transitional figures I am the end of&lt;br /&gt;
many lives come recently unmoored&lt;br /&gt;
need not cannot resist being true to&lt;br /&gt;
type no single part uniquely mine&lt;br /&gt;
only this synthesis and pass it on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-1287930606161559980?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1287930606161559980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1287930606161559980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-7906467247580155998</id><published>2011-12-11T21:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T21:08:02.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Plays</title><content type='html'>does it make it more real if I write it down&lt;br /&gt;
maybe moved it to a different brain region&lt;br /&gt;
it's already real but over happened when it&lt;br /&gt;
did now something else and soon forgotten&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
stop time waits in words openable anytime&lt;br /&gt;
everyone knows if they care to examine if&lt;br /&gt;
any other purpose wills revisits good plays&lt;br /&gt;
or any other remotely possible significance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-7906467247580155998?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7906467247580155998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7906467247580155998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/good-plays.html' title='Good Plays'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-8589155121381082833</id><published>2011-12-10T07:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T07:38:09.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glowing Screen</title><content type='html'>everybody blurs together&lt;br /&gt;
not just the characters in "Our Mutual Friend"&lt;br /&gt;
but actual conversations&lt;br /&gt;
who said he was having prostate trouble&lt;br /&gt;
random input overload&lt;br /&gt;
I am never not reading in fragments and jumps&lt;br /&gt;
Robertson Davies NYRB&lt;br /&gt;
words and pictures on the glowing screen&lt;br /&gt;
pleasure density thrills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-8589155121381082833?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/8589155121381082833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/8589155121381082833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/glowing-screen.html' title='Glowing Screen'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-1971886071642931343</id><published>2011-12-09T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T07:28:00.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain Sight</title><content type='html'>no why just what&lt;br /&gt;
satisfies unnecessarily suppressed curiosity&lt;br /&gt;
without blowing anything up&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
stanzas&lt;br /&gt;
come in all sizes&lt;br /&gt;
lines of any length like formal views through tall French windows&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
number magic hides in plain sight beside the Juno fountain&lt;br /&gt;
paths describe the possible&lt;br /&gt;
your hand in mine a dimension sublime&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
so we go on&lt;br /&gt;
manifest form composed of all time&lt;br /&gt;
seasoned in love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-1971886071642931343?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1971886071642931343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1971886071642931343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/plain-sight.html' title='Plain Sight'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-2603908008517077578</id><published>2011-12-08T21:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T07:29:47.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beige Study</title><content type='html'>we know more about less and less&lt;br /&gt;
about more the first thrill long lost&lt;br /&gt;
still trumpeting ceaseless devotion&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I said what I could quite clearly if&lt;br /&gt;
you know the code if not hopeless&lt;br /&gt;
word for discouraged intervention&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
medium length beige study crispy&lt;br /&gt;
on the outside in case of tenderness&lt;br /&gt;
call for help I am ready in waiting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-2603908008517077578?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2603908008517077578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2603908008517077578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/beige-study.html' title='Beige Study'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-6508198220963161946</id><published>2011-12-07T22:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T22:45:28.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Soft</title><content type='html'>more is eventually less as you know&lt;br /&gt;
some people don't say so who cares&lt;br /&gt;
more may not live longer than seen&lt;br /&gt;
slipping into something soft unless&lt;br /&gt;
you wish to keep promising better&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
that said he ate another clementine&lt;br /&gt;
both sweet and tart as remembered&lt;br /&gt;
holidays since everything changed&lt;br /&gt;
you hadn't noticed wishing further&lt;br /&gt;
repetitions of the same sad stories&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
it will have to do while you wake&lt;br /&gt;
up another contested morn greets&lt;br /&gt;
the winter weather count on time&lt;br /&gt;
for profit lost on spending whose&lt;br /&gt;
capital ideas were largely realized&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-6508198220963161946?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6508198220963161946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6508198220963161946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/something-soft.html' title='Something Soft'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-3689813544654989116</id><published>2011-12-06T16:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T07:31:46.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Confusion</title><content type='html'>I'm so good that anything I write&lt;br /&gt;
even in total confusion has value&lt;br /&gt;
someday someone will recognize&lt;br /&gt;
its brilliance then everybody will&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
so I imagined when I was young&lt;br /&gt;
look where it got me is anybody&lt;br /&gt;
listening if I am saying anything&lt;br /&gt;
it's for the walls the gods for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-3689813544654989116?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/3689813544654989116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/3689813544654989116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/total-confusion.html' title='Total Confusion'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-3896211761550360745</id><published>2011-12-05T23:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T16:36:49.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buy Time</title><content type='html'>dire consequences loom grotesque&lt;br /&gt;
wreckage of all philosophies sell&lt;br /&gt;
what you can while there's time&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
no buy time keep going it won't&lt;br /&gt;
catch up give more care believe&lt;br /&gt;
meanwhile anything can happen &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
panic never helps do something&lt;br /&gt;
fill time weigh sensation matters&lt;br /&gt;
it more than you think you think&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-3896211761550360745?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/3896211761550360745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/3896211761550360745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/sell.html' title='Buy Time'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-6297060799263895225</id><published>2011-12-04T20:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T20:53:58.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Value</title><content type='html'>after Chopin what to say beauty&lt;br /&gt;
fine feeling exquisite expression&lt;br /&gt;
doubting nothing of art value in&lt;br /&gt;
the pinch of floating free within&lt;br /&gt;
the strictest steady arching pulse&lt;br /&gt;
this is the form that must emerge&lt;br /&gt;
nor prince nor pauper welcomed&lt;br /&gt;
to play piano in historic houses&lt;br /&gt;
whether yes or no will be O.K.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-6297060799263895225?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6297060799263895225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6297060799263895225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/art-value.html' title='Art Value'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-6216659821226557463</id><published>2011-12-03T23:20:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T23:20:28.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Defense</title><content type='html'>the solitary man gets up early&lt;br /&gt;
stays up late does most things&lt;br /&gt;
alone not by choice it's culture&lt;br /&gt;
circumstances outcome habit&lt;br /&gt;
no white-man alternative on&lt;br /&gt;
offer we like what's familiar&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
my way is not the highway&lt;br /&gt;
no one likes traffic the best&lt;br /&gt;
defense immunity talk radio&lt;br /&gt;
music we can be in perfect&lt;br /&gt;
sync don't even think about&lt;br /&gt;
what miss not being Italian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-6216659821226557463?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6216659821226557463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6216659821226557463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/best-defense.html' title='Best Defense'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-728664095505660503</id><published>2011-12-02T18:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T18:36:17.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Me</title><content type='html'>if I'm not here where am I&lt;br /&gt;
see myself reading making&lt;br /&gt;
rice to go with the chicken&lt;br /&gt;
hear the tv nattering if not&lt;br /&gt;
screaming at the other end&lt;br /&gt;
of the house but it's not me&lt;br /&gt;
I am thinking of something&lt;br /&gt;
else that takes me away to&lt;br /&gt;
nowhere no one can know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-728664095505660503?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/728664095505660503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/728664095505660503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/not-me.html' title='Not Me'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-8470363816248836176</id><published>2011-12-01T23:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T23:09:02.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Far</title><content type='html'>not even words it's all spelled out&lt;br /&gt;
in numbers not even numbers but&lt;br /&gt;
digital representations of numbers&lt;br /&gt;
how far we have come from ding&lt;br /&gt;
an sich still my feet rest on a real&lt;br /&gt;
aghan my mother made with love&lt;br /&gt;
in every stitch better than virtual&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-8470363816248836176?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/8470363816248836176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/8470363816248836176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-far.html' title='How Far'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-6454725190359521384</id><published>2011-11-30T22:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T22:36:29.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worse Noise</title><content type='html'>this was the last chance we missed it&lt;br /&gt;
still time for fun and good lives if we&lt;br /&gt;
pay attention on the right level deal&lt;br /&gt;
with what comes up as always though&lt;br /&gt;
the general outlook obviously sucks&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I hate to say it but it's true I too think&lt;br /&gt;
about Schoenberg tuning out all but&lt;br /&gt;
art politico stars of delusion media&lt;br /&gt;
making matters worse noise alarms&lt;br /&gt;
ambitious struts I know what I know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-6454725190359521384?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6454725190359521384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6454725190359521384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/worse-noise.html' title='Worse Noise'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-6508154740764691197</id><published>2011-11-29T06:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T06:09:33.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Day</title><content type='html'>somebody died who was responsible&lt;br /&gt;
and if so what are we to do about it&lt;br /&gt;
that is the question with no answer&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
short statements are not always true&lt;br /&gt;
the fact has slipped into something&lt;br /&gt;
more comfortable ready to converse&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
that took care of one day as no one&lt;br /&gt;
else before you came in collaging&lt;br /&gt;
as if choices need never be made&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-6508154740764691197?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6508154740764691197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/6508154740764691197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-day.html' title='One Day'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-1524616704961463060</id><published>2011-11-28T20:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T20:52:03.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Personal</title><content type='html'>news is just things going on as they do&lt;br /&gt;
nothing personal unless it is we are all&lt;br /&gt;
supposedly affected numbers changed&lt;br /&gt;
I don't feel it only conversation hardly&lt;br /&gt;
matters until I have to sell or suddenly&lt;br /&gt;
run out leave chaos not of my making&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-1524616704961463060?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1524616704961463060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1524616704961463060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/nothing-personal.html' title='Nothing Personal'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-5628697095242128450</id><published>2011-11-27T23:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T23:37:08.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Fruits</title><content type='html'>I do this I do that pretty much per&lt;br /&gt;
plan now here I am in my chair&lt;br /&gt;
doing the other always part of it&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
whether young in picture perfect&lt;br /&gt;
act is everything I never stopped&lt;br /&gt;
saying what unsaid stays forever&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
capital improvement gathers in&lt;br /&gt;
final fruits the seasons revolve&lt;br /&gt;
the answers answer themselves&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
it's raining too hard to drive so&lt;br /&gt;
fast velocity central to the road&lt;br /&gt;
experience never to be missed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-5628697095242128450?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5628697095242128450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5628697095242128450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/final-fruits.html' title='Final Fruits'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-5305992514032864077</id><published>2011-11-26T22:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T22:57:23.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible</title><content type='html'>it's all so familiar the nip in the air&lt;br /&gt;
varied evocative textures underfoot&lt;br /&gt;
a balance of considerations first this&lt;br /&gt;
then that what else is new don't get&lt;br /&gt;
me wrong I care I still can play still&lt;br /&gt;
hold my own keep getting better up&lt;br /&gt;
to a point I've been to before I know&lt;br /&gt;
the scale I am happy to be invisible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-5305992514032864077?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5305992514032864077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5305992514032864077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/invisible.html' title='Invisible'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-4760264293352991587</id><published>2011-11-25T22:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T22:34:46.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Doing</title><content type='html'>nothing interferes with nothing doing&lt;br /&gt;
there is always more on another level&lt;br /&gt;
if that's what you think why do more&lt;br /&gt;
recovery is not just any point of view&lt;br /&gt;
murmurs may be louder than shouts&lt;br /&gt;
anything is good if you can handle it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-4760264293352991587?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4760264293352991587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4760264293352991587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/nothing-doing.html' title='Nothing Doing'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-8692648289735014680</id><published>2011-11-24T22:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T22:23:44.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Back</title><content type='html'>read all that come back for more&lt;br /&gt;
words we need to clarify being&lt;br /&gt;
different the same old problem&lt;br /&gt;
one or many idea or experience&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
take a whack what do you think&lt;br /&gt;
will happen after dinner do we&lt;br /&gt;
have to do something else or is&lt;br /&gt;
this enough&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-8692648289735014680?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/8692648289735014680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/8692648289735014680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/come-back.html' title='Come Back'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-7737196691267515786</id><published>2011-11-23T21:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:10:44.519-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many Live</title><content type='html'>sometimes the cards play out often&lt;br /&gt;
things happen as they can pleasing&lt;br /&gt;
colored patterns for the usual years&lt;br /&gt;
the norm is functionality after all&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
we wouldn't be here thank lucky&lt;br /&gt;
stars always with us under clouds&lt;br /&gt;
hidden in sunlight can be happy&lt;br /&gt;
in the long aftermath unchanged&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
have confidence that many live&lt;br /&gt;
as others die improve the world&lt;br /&gt;
as others trash it the odds good&lt;br /&gt;
you are basically okay for now&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
tomorrow good hour to be alive&lt;br /&gt;
protected by distance comforted&lt;br /&gt;
proximity loving quirky friends&lt;br /&gt;
family thinking exhalt the day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-7737196691267515786?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7737196691267515786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7737196691267515786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/many-live.html' title='Many Live'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-4508079802858588938</id><published>2011-11-22T21:49:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T21:51:19.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Book</title><content type='html'>briefly Dickens allows for ambiguity the sentence&lt;br /&gt;
flows about mean reputation scene the waterfront&lt;br /&gt;
other characters denied alliteration too easily said&lt;br /&gt;
what done began a different path to same results&lt;br /&gt;
if you know what's good take care briars abound&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
that said he bowed politely withdrew left us all to&lt;br /&gt;
wonder that we live so purely forgotten even now&lt;br /&gt;
remembered justification unserved unsummoned&lt;br /&gt;
wishing it were other becoming golden shadows&lt;br /&gt;
anticipate what might have become another book&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-4508079802858588938?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4508079802858588938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4508079802858588938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/another-book.html' title='Another Book'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-2785774255065865599</id><published>2011-11-21T22:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T22:39:16.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many Places</title><content type='html'>each self answer as part of many&lt;br /&gt;
parts overlapping interest bearing&lt;br /&gt;
pepper spray agree to suffer for&lt;br /&gt;
what matters more than comfort&lt;br /&gt;
more than personal engagement&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
heroes of the only moment we&lt;br /&gt;
know something is happening&lt;br /&gt;
the same in many places as if&lt;br /&gt;
awake I am going back enough&lt;br /&gt;
progress already made to hope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-2785774255065865599?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2785774255065865599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2785774255065865599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/many-places.html' title='Many Places'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-7489986691245015093</id><published>2011-11-20T11:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T11:16:22.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Asking Why</title><content type='html'>what is the meaning of anything no one&lt;br /&gt;
knows despite centuries of smart people&lt;br /&gt;
asking why all this suffering and cruelty&lt;br /&gt;
who are we it is not too late to figure out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-7489986691245015093?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7489986691245015093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7489986691245015093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/asking-why.html' title='Asking Why'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-9099796686580082484</id><published>2011-11-19T23:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T23:24:17.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Shock</title><content type='html'>the story goes on and so do I&lt;br /&gt;
and so do you then we meet&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
a shock you are not like me&lt;br /&gt;
is it an insuperable obstacle&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
we can talk it over change&lt;br /&gt;
ways understandings hours&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
no end or beginning means&lt;br /&gt;
this telling is all it can be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-9099796686580082484?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/9099796686580082484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/9099796686580082484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/shock.html' title='A Shock'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-7128679829706744708</id><published>2011-11-18T23:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T23:04:52.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Rising</title><content type='html'>you can say it still goes on&lt;br /&gt;
without a future it's not the&lt;br /&gt;
same game you might win&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
all win together now lose&lt;br /&gt;
the attitude democracy is&lt;br /&gt;
starting overdue fairness&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
you can say it still works&lt;br /&gt;
some still freely laughing&lt;br /&gt;
silly guiltless loving alive&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
human yeast bubbles up&lt;br /&gt;
second rising like a wind&lt;br /&gt;
energy whirls heavy away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-7128679829706744708?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7128679829706744708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7128679829706744708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/second-rising.html' title='Second Rising'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-8027841760958151468</id><published>2011-11-17T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T23:15:15.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Time</title><content type='html'>calming rain patters equally with&lt;br /&gt;
Mozart's busy winds think slowly&lt;br /&gt;
go on spend it all reject nothing&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
only relax take time by the hand&lt;br /&gt;
invite everything in make dinner&lt;br /&gt;
no one doubts your earnest will&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
eagerly sleep get ready another&lt;br /&gt;
wealth of possibities may arise&lt;br /&gt;
hot porridge against a cold day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-8027841760958151468?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/8027841760958151468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/8027841760958151468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/take-time.html' title='Take Time'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-511051358672622778</id><published>2011-11-16T23:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T23:18:50.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proposal</title><content type='html'>dance with me&lt;br /&gt;
dream with me&lt;br /&gt;
sleep with me&lt;br /&gt;
think with me&lt;br /&gt;
meet with me&lt;br /&gt;
feel with me&lt;br /&gt;
eat with me&lt;br /&gt;
be new with me&lt;br /&gt;
march with me&lt;br /&gt;
play with me&lt;br /&gt;
sing with me&lt;br /&gt;
read with me&lt;br /&gt;
act with me&lt;br /&gt;
work with me&lt;br /&gt;
live with me&lt;br /&gt;
be old with me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-511051358672622778?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/511051358672622778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/511051358672622778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/proposal.html' title='Proposal'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-5781069764273136209</id><published>2011-11-15T18:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T18:14:00.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Only Future</title><content type='html'>do I have to hear how bad things are&lt;br /&gt;
brutal Berkeley cops feds help evict&lt;br /&gt;
occupying idealist realists hoping to&lt;br /&gt;
save us from ourselves we need them&lt;br /&gt;
badly they are the best of youth will&lt;br /&gt;
win deserve to theirs the only future&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
the old will not yield gracefully smug&lt;br /&gt;
rich give up their perks powerful cede&lt;br /&gt;
police militarized for just this there&lt;br /&gt;
they are no surprise who will rise to&lt;br /&gt;
call them on their havoc who listen&lt;br /&gt;
reasons of heart dearer than money&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-5781069764273136209?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5781069764273136209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/5781069764273136209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/only-future.html' title='The Only Future'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-1816368522798150598</id><published>2011-11-15T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T18:09:46.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Immediate Satisfaction</title><content type='html'>this what is all there is that&lt;br /&gt;
came before doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;
however formative wounds&lt;br /&gt;
heart throbs happiness now&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
so listen to me every day as&lt;br /&gt;
in immediate satisfaction as&lt;br /&gt;
in I tell you what I don't even&lt;br /&gt;
know or begin to think I may&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-1816368522798150598?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1816368522798150598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/1816368522798150598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/immediate-satisfaction.html' title='Immediate Satisfaction'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-9101402642653148956</id><published>2011-11-14T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T18:08:18.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Through</title><content type='html'>fold up fold in the pleasure collapse&lt;br /&gt;
let it all go it all goes back into void&lt;br /&gt;
release every tension hunger held idea&lt;br /&gt;
now isn't that better or would be if real&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
these are the felt thoughts embellished&lt;br /&gt;
in the weary brain check in often hear&lt;br /&gt;
imagine something more than music&lt;br /&gt;
be there go through let the rest be done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-9101402642653148956?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/9101402642653148956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/9101402642653148956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/go-through.html' title='Go Through'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-7785585537415336035</id><published>2011-11-13T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T19:42:31.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready Void</title><content type='html'>cognition is incomplete until discharged in act&lt;br /&gt;
says William James my brother in thought as a&lt;br /&gt;
play needs to be acted as I gradually do as what&lt;br /&gt;
was intended to happen arises in the ready void&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
he can philosophize for me as others do politics&lt;br /&gt;
while I continue to construct a life like a novel&lt;br /&gt;
people enter we make scenes I am often alone&lt;br /&gt;
with books thoughts pictures feelings the body&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-7785585537415336035?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7785585537415336035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/7785585537415336035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/ready-void.html' title='Ready Void'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-4984522356692776360</id><published>2011-11-11T22:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T22:25:57.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite Obvious</title><content type='html'>every day the same I like&lt;br /&gt;
it took me fifty sixty years&lt;br /&gt;
to learn the form that fits&lt;br /&gt;
crossword alarm phone I&lt;br /&gt;
willingly rise to write or&lt;br /&gt;
unwrite the case may be&lt;br /&gt;
peculiar or quite obvious&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-4984522356692776360?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4984522356692776360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/4984522356692776360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/quite-obvious.html' title='Quite Obvious'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-2162583779763010176</id><published>2011-11-10T20:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T20:48:58.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Night</title><content type='html'>full again the idle moon&lt;br /&gt;
moves amused by lovers&lt;br /&gt;
wistful in its frigid light&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
we are those few among&lt;br /&gt;
many worship her night&lt;br /&gt;
obey our tides commune&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
warmth lost in reflection&lt;br /&gt;
returns from within each&lt;br /&gt;
bright soul being heaven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-2162583779763010176?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2162583779763010176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2162583779763010176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/her-night.html' title='Her Night'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-148386918312600733</id><published>2011-11-09T22:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T22:51:49.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Put</title><content type='html'>hugo you're the man I thought about&lt;br /&gt;
reading between the sheets of rain or&lt;br /&gt;
shine on foods in the larder thanks&lt;br /&gt;
giving up what went wrong before&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I'm softer on the outside in for good&lt;br /&gt;
grateful graceful if I can remember&lt;br /&gt;
anything you said was true who can&lt;br /&gt;
doubt something that's so well put&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-148386918312600733?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/148386918312600733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/148386918312600733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/well-put.html' title='Well Put'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-2160094882796683335</id><published>2011-11-08T21:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T21:10:21.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Media</title><content type='html'>I am here now too&lt;br /&gt;
I am up to date in&lt;br /&gt;
my own way VW&lt;br /&gt;
Kindle MacBook&lt;br /&gt;
Air live in media&lt;br /&gt;
feelings mediated&lt;br /&gt;
as everything else&lt;br /&gt;
goes on as always&lt;br /&gt;
seeking to resolve&lt;br /&gt;
missteps failures&lt;br /&gt;
ambiguities alive&lt;br /&gt;
decades afterward&lt;br /&gt;
groping for real&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-2160094882796683335?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2160094882796683335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2160094882796683335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-media.html' title='In Media'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-2084103950337417788</id><published>2011-11-07T06:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T06:47:59.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dawn Comes</title><content type='html'>the writer paces&lt;br /&gt;
dawn comes wet&lt;br /&gt;
alpaca replaces silk&lt;br /&gt;
furnace comes on&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
this skin bursting&lt;br /&gt;
time-straitened&lt;br /&gt;
wirelessly wired&lt;br /&gt;
squirmily sensate&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
bone and muscle&lt;br /&gt;
word for word&lt;br /&gt;
ocean of sound&lt;br /&gt;
embrace it yield&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10377521-2084103950337417788?l=michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2084103950337417788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10377521/posts/default/2084103950337417788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltownsendsmith.blogspot.com/2011/11/dawn-comes.html' title='Dawn Comes'/><author><name>MICHAELWRITES</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16787222735689766659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VkTUSoB8jz8/SRkMIi6AkRI/AAAAAAAAADo/cm8hIyTsY10/S220/MS+at+TNC.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10377521.post-1464950637392891338</id><published>2011-11-06T21:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T21:30:46.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Up</title><content type='html'>give give more can you find&lt;br /&gt;
a taker who can or cares to&lt;br /&gt;
keep up go on what else is&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
there there it's not so awful&lt;br /&gt;
think what might have gone&lt;br /&gt;
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