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	Advanced Search > FURTHER READING Poems by Rusty Morrison basin of hills... in the decision of a beginning [3] only gray rocks with drifting mist... please advise stop [I might travel his death a creaking and swaying beneath me stop] please advise stop [I was dragging a ladder slowly over stones stop] please advise stop [my father's dying makes stairs of every line of text seeming neither to go up or down stop] please advise stop [the rustle of a Sunday bundle of newspapers tucked under my father's arm stop] Related Prose "Please Advise Stop": Claudia Rankine on Rusty Morrison by Claudia Rankine Adopt a Poet | Add to Notebook | E-mail to Friend | Print wind is...   by Rusty Morrison   Share Digg StumbleUpon Facebook E-mail to Friend Audio Clip November 7, 2008 The New School, New York City From the Academy Audio Archive
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