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		<title>Poem &#8216;O the Day: Arbolé, Arbolé&#8230;</title>
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Capri Girl (Among the Olive Trees), originally uploaded by bustanoodle.


Arbolé, arbolé,
seco y verdí.
La niña del bello rostro 
está cogiendo aceituna. 
El viento, galán de torres, 
la prende por la cintura. 
Pasaron cuatro jinetes 
sobre jacas andaluzas,
con trajes de azul y verde, 
con largas capas oscuras. 
&#8220;Vente a Córdoba, muchacha.&#8221; 
La niña no los escucha.
Pasaron tres [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Poem &#8216;O the Day!</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I whispered, &#8216;I am too young,&#8217;
And then, &#8216;I am old enough&#8217;;
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
&#8216;Go and love, go and love, young man,
If the lady be young and fair.&#8217;
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
I am looped in the loops of her hair.
O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Caring Equals Quality. Imagine that.</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[So I am listening to NPR alot, since I can get all my news in the car during my commute and thereby avoid the annoying CNN and the less than comprehensive local news. I always hear things on there that get me to thinking. Well this week (or was it last week) I heard a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Of death, atheism and sorrow</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[On Fresh Air today Terry Gross interviewed David Rieff. It broke my heart to hear him talk about his mother&#8230; it is not that he was oh, so emotional about it on air or anything (because he was not). It is obvious that he loved his mother. But the kind of generosity and love that [...]]]></description>
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