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	<description>Joseph Duemer&#039;s blog about reading, writing, politics, birds, food, &#38; weather</description>
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		<title>Reading at SUNY Farmingdale</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ll be giving a poetry reading at SUNY Farmingdale (in the Paumanok Poetry Series) at 11:00 on Thursday. Haven&#8217;t done a reading in a long time &#38; I&#8217;m a little nervous. After the reading on Long Island, I&#8217;m going to spend my honorarium staying a couple of days in NYC going to bookstores, galleries, etc. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sharpsand.net/2010/03/16/reading-at-syny-farmingdale/</link>
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		<title>Focusing, Or Trying to Teach an Old Dog . . .</title>
		<description><![CDATA[One of the nice things about being an academic with tenure is that I have big blocks of time that I can use however I want, but that&#8217;s &#8212; for me, anyway &#8212; also a problem. I tend to fritter away time when I don&#8217;t have structures and deadlines. I get the most done when [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sharpsand.net/2010/03/15/focusing-or-trying-to-teach-an-old-dog/</link>
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		<title>Crows &amp; A Lone Goose</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In winter the crows congregate deep in the woods, doing their philosophy presumably, and we only see them high in the sky, circling in large groups. Now that the snow is melting we see them solo on the tops of white pines and cedars scouting territory for the breeding season. Sometimes one crow will follow [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sharpsand.net/2010/03/11/crows-a-lone-goose/</link>
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		<title>Breaking the Ice</title>
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I don&#8217;t think I&#8217;ve gone this long without posting something since I started blogging almost nine years ago. It&#8217;s been a busy semester &#8212; I&#8217;ve been serving on a search committee and a planning committee, both of which have had to navigate certain controversial issues. And I&#8217;m teaching a survey course &#8212; American Lit I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sharpsand.net/2010/03/10/breaking-the-ic/</link>
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		<title>Song: On Hearing That the Obama Administration Intends to Cut the Budget for the National Endowment for the Humanities</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Song
The fuck you say?
Two hundred million
(or whatever it is)
won&#8217;t keep the Marines
in bullets for a day.
The fuck you say?
The Pentagon won&#8217;t
deign to wipe its ass
with anything less
than a couple billion.
The fuck you say?
An ancient master
noted: All things
are empty, true, but
differences still count.
The fuck you say?
One does not use
the emptiness
of a shit scoop
to ladle out the soup.
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		<link>http://www.sharpsand.net/2010/02/12/song-on-hearing-that-the-obama-administration-intends-to-cut-the-budget-for-the-national-endowment-for-the-humanities/</link>
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		<title>Finches</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Saw the year&#8217;s first finches at the feeder this morning, so even though it was below zero overnight I know that spring will come. Bright sun and cold air today. This morning, early dawn, the sky in the south was a color I&#8217;ve never seen before.
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		<link>http://www.sharpsand.net/2010/02/11/finches/</link>
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		<title>Happiness</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The old Buddhist masters I&#8217;ve been reading &#8212; Dogen and Foyan in particular &#8212; must have been crusty old bastards. They certainly did some hard traveling in the Woody Guthrie way, traveling back and forth from Japan to China, which is where the greatest Zen teachers lived. (Maybe that should be Way.) When a junior [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sharpsand.net/2010/02/09/happiness/</link>
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		<title>Winter Birds</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There are at least four wild turkeys hanging out on our property this winter &#8212; when I went out with one of the terriers this morning they clattered up through the spruce trees by the creek. We see their huge tracks in the snow and they dig around under the bird feeders to pick up [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.sharpsand.net/2010/02/01/winter-birds-3/</link>
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		<title>The Poet as Buddhist Computer Geek</title>
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		<link>http://www.sharpsand.net/2010/01/31/the-poet-as-buddhist-computer-geek/</link>
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		<title>Meditation Note</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My head is a house
With a hundred billion hipsters
Snapping their fingers
To bad jazz
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		<link>http://www.sharpsand.net/2010/01/31/meditation-note/</link>
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