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	Comments on: Cold Front	</title>
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		By: Luisa A. Igloria		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Luisa A. Igloria]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Mar 2014 02:38:47 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[the snow me
fades; yet we
must chisel language]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>the snow me<br />
fades; yet we<br />
must chisel language</p>
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		By: Dave Bonta		</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[For what it&#039;s worth, that actually happened. My black ballpoint pen ran out of ink just as I was trying to draft this poem in my pocket notebook. Instead of &lt;em&gt;the snow melts&lt;/em&gt;, I got &lt;em&gt;the snow me&lt;/em&gt;. 

I&#039;m thinking Bill Knott would&#039;ve had a much better idea what to do with that irony.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>For what it&#8217;s worth, that actually happened. My black ballpoint pen ran out of ink just as I was trying to draft this poem in my pocket notebook. Instead of <em>the snow melts</em>, I got <em>the snow me</em>. </p>
<p>I&#8217;m thinking Bill Knott would&#8217;ve had a much better idea what to do with that irony.</p>
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