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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KnnLrmboOYE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KnnLrmboOYE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

</description><link>http://open.salon.com/blog/j_hart/2013/05/07/harts_open_call</link><guid>http://open.salon.com/blog/j_hart/2013/05/07/harts_open_call</guid><pubDate>Tue, 7 May 2013 10:05:26 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Parade Rest</title><description>

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;Yeomen poets might be intimidated, the editors apparently at rest, but from what I know, none of the above, then a teeter-totter, a twix yet twain, what about the balance, a stasis of motion, a leveling of circumstance wherein art is not history, art is the future, a sculpture: two people, neither up nor down, eye to eye --level in suspended animation, a supra-balance this. At the exclusion of the news, better never bitter dreams, possible because you said so, as well as an identification of dilemma, last line paragraph x, the faster cure for ennui, is to get out there and play, or stay inofdoors, working with clay. Outofdoors, a bright blue/black nesting jay, his color, a summer day. White billowed cloud feathers too, nearby, a wire-perched dove, say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;coo; again and again and again, the ice to water, the wine at room. The warm thread raveling upon the loom, astonishingly awake, a forebearance of zoom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; ###&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;

</description><link>http://open.salon.com/blog/j_hart/2013/05/04/parade_rest</link><guid>http://open.salon.com/blog/j_hart/2013/05/04/parade_rest</guid><pubDate>Sat, 4 May 2013 09:05:18 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Slurpes, Swizzelsticks, Sounds of Small Arms Fire</title><description>

&lt;div&gt;Let me die running. &amp;nbsp;I was overdue @____, the fog inhibiting even the rough inkling of a thought to drive riskly. &amp;nbsp;Before too long, though the park was littered with compost, the shop was cold and the door locked with OPEN vs. CLOSED, the brass antique handle somewhat grimy as though you'd open it with a sleeve, anitcipating an overhead chime, absolutely locked, however; would it have played the theme from SpOD'01? Would it have been something untoward??&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Would the music speak of Crimes against Love. Would the door rip from its hinges allowing Hymn to sail through the rain swept sky, free at last absolutely out fast brushing the bright spring tree buds aloft with the invisible insects off toward the safe haven above the clouds?&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; #&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;

</description><link>http://open.salon.com/blog/j_hart/2013/04/25/slurpes_swizzelsticks_sounds_of_small_arm_fire_in_the_nigh</link><guid>http://open.salon.com/blog/j_hart/2013/04/25/slurpes_swizzelsticks_sounds_of_small_arm_fire_in_the_nigh</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Apr 2013 07:04:33 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Spirit In The Sky - Norman Greenbaum</title><description>

&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;do not even idley&amp;nbsp;think of crossing my bow at this moment,.&lt;/p&gt;

</description><link>http://open.salon.com/blog/j_hart/2013/04/20/spirit_in_the_sky_-_norman_greenbaum</link><guid>http://open.salon.com/blog/j_hart/2013/04/20/spirit_in_the_sky_-_norman_greenbaum</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Apr 2013 02:04:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Please Come to Boston</title><description>

&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;I take exception to callous bloggers' reckless endeavor to argue vague ethnocentric agenda at the expense of grievously harmed people.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;The other day, one of the OS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;resident historians downplayed capacity and range of DPNK's missile delivery system.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;Such loosening of the genie's bottle cap as geo-political compromise detracts from the horribleness of man's inhumanity to man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dangerous the talk of 'low capacity' theater nukes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dangerous the talk of 'low capacity' theater nukes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;Effectively, such rogue anarchy in the shadow of comparative analysis remains the root cause of methods of fear as well as apathy.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;Rigid ideologues aggrandize the perplexity of unknown spirals of revenge beneath the cloak of justice and self-promotion.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;No, it is not okay to change the subject to a shop-worn critique of American exceptionalism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt; Or shrill esotericobsuranticism; to bastardize the thin opportunity of social media with amateurism is sacrilegious and inhumaine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;Oddly, the price dynamic of gold did not parallel the latest DPNK crisis dipping as though ignorant of its defined intrinsic firewall of last resort.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;Now, however, now there's more than scuttlebut-chatter of particular domestic turmoil, the heartbreaking Boston bombing(s).&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;Today we see the yellow metal's outperformance +1.76 % to the SP + .55%&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;To jeopardize the thin hope of social media with jingoistic amarturism raises the suspicion that bloggers' narcissitic agenda precludes the dire consequence of unforseen, near unpredictable dastardly ramifications.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;The ideolouge remains clueless if insouciant, heartless&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;macro-politiczation is not influential source and or catalyst toward rationalization and execution of intolerable acts of violence by sociopaths.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;My hope is that the clout of law befalls a known nucleus,&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;and not domestic devils who walk among us.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;Did I mention that I am American?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: #222222; font-family: arial; font-size: small; line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

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