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		<description>The original writings of author Alan Corbett</description>
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			<title>His Nibs.</title>
			<description>This novel has been published. Alan L Corbett.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taniyama/2009126/</link>
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			<title>I forgot... or as the French would have it. J'ai oubli&amp;eacute;</title>
			<description>How we take love for granted.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taniyama/1562005/</link>
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			<title>The Fall</title>
			<description>A comical poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taniyama/1558096/</link>
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			<title>The last leaf</title>
			<description>A poem in prose. It is the juxtaposition of an autumn tree (popular Alaba) shedding its leaves and the sick person shedding their life at the same time.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taniyama/1558084/</link>
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			<title>Saturday Night</title>
			<description> A classical type poem with both modern and ancient references. Used in this case to show the weakness of man...when pleasure-flesh did call... the sirens. Then the same but in a modern context. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taniyama/1557717/</link>
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			<title>For the want of a Horse</title>
			<description>A Sestina.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taniyama/1556850/</link>
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			<title>Modernity</title>
			<description>There for the grace of God go I</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taniyama/1556819/</link>
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			<title>Me myself and</title>
			<description>Part of a true story including Gentleman John. One of the Worlds finest Con-men.
Educated at Oxford England. The rest of this story involves the London underworld.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taniyama/1556787/</link>
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			<title>La Guerre</title>
			<description>First World War.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taniyama/1556777/</link>
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			<title>A question of faith.</title>
			<description>An atheist view .</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taniyama/1556763/</link>
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			<title>Night stalker</title>
			<description>Just a poem about a black cat...my cat.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Taniyama/1556752/</link>
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