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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448094" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Monologues</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448094" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">JAGUAR</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448094" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Nasal intonations of light and clicking tongues… publicity of windows stoning me with pent-up cries… smells of abattoirs… smells of long-dead meat.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448094" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Some day-end— while the sand is yet cozy as a blanket off the warm body of a squaw, and the jaguars are out to kill… with a blue-black night coming on and a painted cloud stalking the first star— I shall go alone into the Silence… the coiled Silence… where a cry can run only a little way and waver and dwindle and be lost.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448094" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> And there…<br> where tiny antlers clinch and strain<br> as life grapples in a million avid points,<br> and threshing things<br> strike and die,<br> letting their hate live on<br> in the spreading purple of a wound…<br> I too<br> will make covert of a crevice in the night,<br> and turn and watch…<br> nose at the cleft's edge.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Lola+Ridge">Lola Ridge</a></strong></div>

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