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		<description>The original writings of author Michael Sun Bear</description>
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			<title>Shame</title>
			<description>Falling off the wagon yet again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3135146/</link>
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			<title>Harlem &amp;lsquo;94</title>
			<description>In 1994 I bicycled solo across the northern U.S.  This was one of my more memorable stops.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3134711/</link>
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			<title>Scalpel!</title>
			<description>Death During Surgery </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3134065/</link>
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			<title>Flavors of Friendship</title>
			<description>Rare is the friendAs sweet as fudgeMost rare a friendWho will not judge</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3134028/</link>
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			<title>Yearning</title>
			<description>Five a.m.I force myself to rise.With coffee brewingI throw open the gateOf my corralled emotionsSo rarely loosed.With nowhere to run,Yearning&amp;nbsp;For high pastures of the heart,They thunder in circles&amp;lsquo;Round, around my little studioTrailing dusty clouds of sadness.I y..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3133953/</link>
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			<title>Do you hear poets near?</title>
			<description>Poets</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3133734/</link>
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			<title>Under the Knife</title>
			<description>Yet another surgery.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3133618/</link>
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			<title>That Old Gal</title>
			<description>Someone I no longer recognize </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3133030/</link>
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			<title>Fist of God</title>
			<description>Morning</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3132545/</link>
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			<title>God, Christ, Guru</title>
			<description>Bismillah ir Rahman ir Rahim</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3132405/</link>
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			<title>A Fictional Life</title>
			<description>A look at lying.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3132211/</link>
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			<title>Old Friends</title>
			<description>Wind and Trees, written for Chris</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3132134/</link>
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			<title>Blame the Music Lounge</title>
			<description>My first felony</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3132118/</link>
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			<title>Ironies</title>
			<description>What makes for a good parent?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3132027/</link>
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			<title>For Robin</title>
			<description>Written for an old love in distress</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3131916/</link>
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			<title>Tribe of Love</title>
			<description>Through each decade Desert-bound Thus have I lived; I am Bedu ofThe tribe of LoveLiving, moving as the windAcross these landsThese shifting sandsVast and arid of those watersIshq AllahA younger manI once led mighty caravansExpeditions of devotionSearching for you I clim..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3131231/</link>
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			<title>Tin Cans Strung</title>
			<description>How I feel on my worst days.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3131127/</link>
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			<title>Crossing the Strait </title>
			<description>Crossing the Juan de Fuca Strait in severe storms.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3131096/</link>
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			<title>Mountain Stream</title>
			<description>Camping in the mountains </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3131020/</link>
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			<title>Strange, Strange Times</title>
			<description>Drug psychosis</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3130959/</link>
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			<title>Lunacy</title>
			<description>A woman I still love across time and geography </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3130905/</link>
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			<title>A Conspiracy of Love</title>
			<description>Prior to Covid shutting down our lives, I was for many years a Sufi Healing Conductor.  I have tried to give a feel for the service performed weekly in response to nationwide requests for healing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3129917/</link>
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			<title>Swimming</title>
			<description>Monsters in some respectsMy parents gave us great freedomTo write our own livesOur ink all the beauty Of those endless childhood summersRiding bikes down to the PilchuckTo swim in that deep hole Beneath the bridge Swing whooping as high as possibleOn the rope tied from timbersHig..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3129763/</link>
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			<title>December Diary</title>
			<description>As a young man, with new girlfriend in tow, I participated in an eagle watching float trip on the upper Skagit.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3128300/</link>
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			<title>Tuesday 2pm</title>
			<description>I live in a Christian based retirement community which hosts a biweekly writers gathering.  Here is my report:</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3128004/</link>
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			<title>Robin (again)</title>
			<description>More of my first and probably last love</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3127921/</link>
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			<title>Fast Car Summertime</title>
			<description>I came across an old Suzanne Vega album and hearing the quoted lyrics triggered  these memories.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3127888/</link>
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			<title>Writing of Annie</title>
			<description>While writing A Ruin of Love, which was a painful process, I took a break and wrote this fictional interlude account of that age old story, writers and drink. I cut it out but wish it saved.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3127864/</link>
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			<title>A Ruin of Love</title>
			<description>This is a rewrite of one of my earliest works here.  I deleted a fictional humorous section that, upon reflection, only distracted from the true story.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3127862/</link>
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			<title>Hauntings</title>
			<description>Memories of choices, decisions</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3127691/</link>
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			<title>Shadow and Andre</title>
			<description>Memories of cat companions</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3127189/</link>
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			<title>Robin VII</title>
			<description>Memories shared with an old love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3127084/</link>
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			<title>Little Red Phone</title>
			<description>Old School Phone</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3127056/</link>
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			<title>Doppio Espresso</title>
			<description>My little apartment </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3126729/</link>
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			<title>We Must Not Stop</title>
			<description>I just watched a very morose, very Irish movie.  Blame it on that.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3126476/</link>
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			<title>She Who Haunts</title>
			<description>Remembering lost love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3126471/</link>
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			<title>Under Moon</title>
			<description>The slow disintegration of a marriage or partnership </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3126223/</link>
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			<title>Jake</title>
			<description>Memories of a very brave best friend.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3125954/</link>
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			<title>For You, Girl</title>
			<description>For you, girl. You know who you are.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3125844/</link>
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			<title>Message For Eileen</title>
			<description>A sincere plea of love.  Placed upon this message board.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3125803/</link>
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			<title>The shedding</title>
			<description>A breakup</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3125771/</link>
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			<title>Robin VI</title>
			<description>Is it wrong to seduce another man&amp;rsquo;s wife, or is it true, all is fair in love and war</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3125719/</link>
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			<title>Robin V</title>
			<description>A continuation of the story of my first love</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3125469/</link>
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			<title>Robin IV</title>
			<description>My first love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3125390/</link>
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			<title>Creator Weeps</title>
			<description>A plea of humanity</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3125283/</link>
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			<title>Criss Cross Tabs</title>
			<description>Remembering Doyle and writing his poem has made me nostalgic for a certain drug experience of my young years.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3125222/</link>
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			<title>Doyle</title>
			<description>How I learned to love drugs, among other things </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3125024/</link>
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			<title>Margaret</title>
			<description>An encounter of unrequited love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3124990/</link>
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			<title>To Know</title>
			<description>A glimpse into my personal history</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3124854/</link>
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			<title>A Word Thief</title>
			<description>Finding Inspiration vs. Plagiarizing</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/mdervish99to1/3124740/</link>
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