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		<title>Poem of The Day</title>
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		<description>A daily dose of poetry to enrich your day.  Please send suggested readings to poem@sonibyte.com.  Powered by SoniByte.</description>
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		<copyright>2006 SoniByte, Inc</copyright>
		<itunes:subtitle>A daily dose of poetry</itunes:subtitle>
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		<itunes:email>poem@sonibyte.com</itunes:email>
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		<itunes:summary>A daily dose of poetry to enrich your day.  Please send suggested readings to poem@sonibyte.com.  Powered by SoniByte.</itunes:summary>
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					<title>Alarm Clocks</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7947.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>Joyce Kilmer</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>Alarm Clocks by Joyce Kilmer

&quot;When Dawn strides out to wake a dewy farm
Across green fields and yellow hills of hay
The little twittering birds laugh in his way
And poise triumphant on his shining arm.
He bears a sword of flame but not to harm&quot;...</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>1:15</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poem, poets, poetry, daily poem, Joyce Kilmer</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
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					<pubDate>Mon, 8 Sep 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>Alarm Clocks by Joyce Kilmer

&quot;When Dawn strides out to wake a dewy farm
Across green fields and yellow hills of hay
The little twittering birds laugh in his way
And poise triumphant on his shining arm.
He bears a sword of flame but not to harm&quot;...</description>
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				<item>
					<title>To the Snake</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7945.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>Denise Levertov</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>To the Snake by Denise Levertov

&quot;Green Snake, when I hung you round my neck
and stroked your cold, pulsing throat	     
as you hissed to me, glinting
arrowy gold scales, and I felt
the weight of you on my shoulders,
and the whispering silver of your dryness
sounded close at my ears&quot;...</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>1:07</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poem, poets, poetry, daily poem, Denise Levertov</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
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					<pubDate>Sun, 7 Sep 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>To the Snake by Denise Levertov

&quot;Green Snake, when I hung you round my neck
and stroked your cold, pulsing throat	     
as you hissed to me, glinting
arrowy gold scales, and I felt
the weight of you on my shoulders,
and the whispering silver of your dryness
sounded close at my ears&quot;...</description>
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					<title>The White Mans Burden</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7943.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>Pablo Neruda</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>The White Mans Burden by Pablo Neruda
  
&quot;Lost in the forest, I broke off a dark twig
and lifted its whisper to my thirsty lips:
maybe it was the voice of the rain crying,
a cracked bell, or a torn heart&quot;...</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>1:12</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poem, poets, poetry, daily poem, Pablo Neruda</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
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					<pubDate>Sat, 6 Sep 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>The White Mans Burden by Pablo Neruda
  
&quot;Lost in the forest, I broke off a dark twig
and lifted its whisper to my thirsty lips:
maybe it was the voice of the rain crying,
a cracked bell, or a torn heart&quot;...</description>
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					<title>Argument</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7941.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>Elizabeth Bishop</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>Argument by Elizabeth Bishop

&quot;Days that cannot bring you near
or will not,
Distance trying to appear
something more obstinate,
argue argue argue with me
endlessly
neither proving you less wanted nor less dear&quot;...</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>1:21</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poem, poets, poetry, daily poem, Elizabeth Bishop</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
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					<pubDate>Fri, 5 Sep 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>Argument by Elizabeth Bishop

&quot;Days that cannot bring you near
or will not,
Distance trying to appear
something more obstinate,
argue argue argue with me
endlessly
neither proving you less wanted nor less dear&quot;...</description>
				</item>
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					<title>The Watcher</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7939.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>Rudyard Kipling</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>The Watcher by Rudyard Kipling

&quot;Put forth to watch, unschooled, alone,
&#39;Twixt hostile earth and sky;
The mottled lizard &#39;neath the stone
Is wiser here than I&quot;...</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>0:46</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poem, poets, poetry, daily poem, Rudyard Kipling</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
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					<pubDate>Thu, 4 Sep 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>The Watcher by Rudyard Kipling

&quot;Put forth to watch, unschooled, alone,
&#39;Twixt hostile earth and sky;
The mottled lizard &#39;neath the stone
Is wiser here than I&quot;...</description>
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					<title>Strings in the Earth and Air</title>
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					<itunes:author>James Joyce</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>Strings in the Earth and Air by James Joyce

Strings in the earth and air 
Make music sweet; 
Strings by the river where 
The willows meet&quot;...</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>0:51</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poems, poets, poetry, daily poem, James Joyce</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
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					<pubDate>Wed, 3 Sep 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>Strings in the Earth and Air by James Joyce

Strings in the earth and air 
Make music sweet; 
Strings by the river where 
The willows meet&quot;...</description>
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					<title>From a Survivor</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7891.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>Adrienne Rich</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>From a Survivor by Adrienne Rich
  
&quot;The pact that we made was the ordinary pact
of men &amp; women in those days

I don&#39;t know who we thought we were
that our personalities
could resist the failures of the race&quot;...</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>1:29</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poems, poets, poetry, daily poem, Adrienne Rich</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
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					<pubDate>Tue, 2 Sep 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>From a Survivor by Adrienne Rich
  
&quot;The pact that we made was the ordinary pact
of men &amp; women in those days

I don&#39;t know who we thought we were
that our personalities
could resist the failures of the race&quot;...</description>
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					<title>Childhood</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7889.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>George William Russell</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>Childhood by George William Russell

&quot;How I could see through and through you!
So unconscious, tender, kind,
More than ever was known to you
Of the pure ways of your mind.&quot;...</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>1:11</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poems, poets, poetry, daily poem, George William Russell</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
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					<pubDate>Mon, 1 Sep 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>Childhood by George William Russell

&quot;How I could see through and through you!
So unconscious, tender, kind,
More than ever was known to you
Of the pure ways of your mind.&quot;...</description>
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				<item>
					<title>Base Words Are Uttered</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7887.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>W. H. Auden</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>Base Words Are Uttered by W. H. Auden
 
&quot;Base words are uttered only by the base 
And can for such at once be understood, 
But noble platitudes:--ah, there&#39;s a case 
Where the most careful scrutiny is needed 
To tell a voice that&#39;s genuinely good 
From one that&#39;s base but merely has succeeded.&quot;</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>0:46</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poems, poets, poetry, daily poem, W. H. Auden</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
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					<pubDate>Sun, 31 Aug 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>Base Words Are Uttered by W. H. Auden
 
&quot;Base words are uttered only by the base 
And can for such at once be understood, 
But noble platitudes:--ah, there&#39;s a case 
Where the most careful scrutiny is needed 
To tell a voice that&#39;s genuinely good 
From one that&#39;s base but merely has succeeded.&quot;</description>
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					<title>A Home Song</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7885.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>Henry Van Dyke</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>A Home Song by Henry Van Dyke

&quot;I read within a poet&#39;s book 
A word that starred the page:
&quot;Stone walls do not a prison make, 
Nor iron bars a cage!&quot;</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>0:57</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poems, poets, poetry, daily poem, Henry Van Dyke</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
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					<pubDate>Sat, 30 Aug 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>A Home Song by Henry Van Dyke

&quot;I read within a poet&#39;s book 
A word that starred the page:
&quot;Stone walls do not a prison make, 
Nor iron bars a cage!&quot;</description>
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				<item>
					<title>Where&#39;s Madge then</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7883.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>E. E. Cummings</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>Where&#39;s Madge then by E. E. Cummings
  
&quot;Where&#39;s Madge then,
Madge and her men?
buried with
Alice in her hair,
(but if you ask the rain
he&#39;ll not tell where.)&quot;</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>0:56</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poems, poets, poetry, daily poem, E. E. Cummings</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
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					<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>Where&#39;s Madge then by E. E. Cummings
  
&quot;Where&#39;s Madge then,
Madge and her men?
buried with
Alice in her hair,
(but if you ask the rain
he&#39;ll not tell where.)&quot;</description>
				</item>
				<item>
					<title>Is/Not</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7881.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>Margaret Atwood</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>Is/Not by Margaret Atwood

&quot;Love is not a profession
genteel or otherwise

sex is not dentistry
the slick filling of aches and cavities&quot;</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>1:18</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poems, poets, poetry, daily poem, Margaret Atwood</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
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					<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>Is/Not by Margaret Atwood

&quot;Love is not a profession
genteel or otherwise

sex is not dentistry
the slick filling of aches and cavities&quot;</description>
				</item>
				<item>
					<title>Lineage</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7821.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>Ted Hughes</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>Lineage by Ted Hughes
 
&quot;In the beginning was Scream
Who begat Blood
Who begat Eye
Who begat Fear
Who begat Wing
Who begat Bone
Who begat Granite
Who begat Violet
Who begat Guitar
Who begat Sweat
Who begat Adam
Who begat Mary
Who begat God
Who begat Nothing
Who begat Never
Never Never Never

Who begat Crow

Screaming for Blood
Grubs, crusts

Anything

Trembling featherless elbows in the nest&#39;s filth&quot;</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>1:05</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poem, poets, poetry, daily poem, Ted Hughes</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
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					<pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>Lineage by Ted Hughes
 
&quot;In the beginning was Scream
Who begat Blood
Who begat Eye
Who begat Fear
Who begat Wing
Who begat Bone
Who begat Granite
Who begat Violet
Who begat Guitar
Who begat Sweat
Who begat Adam
Who begat Mary
Who begat God
Who begat Nothing
Who begat Never
Never Never Never

Who begat Crow

Screaming for Blood
Grubs, crusts

Anything

Trembling featherless elbows in the nest&#39;s filth&quot;</description>
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				<item>
					<title>Fourth Floor, Dawn, Up All Night Writing Letters</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7819.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>Allen Ginsberg</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>Fourth Floor, Dawn, Up All Night Writing Letters
By Allen Ginsberg
  
&quot;Pigeons shake their wings on the copper church roof
out my window across the street, a bird perched on the cross
surveys the city&#39;s blue-grey clouds. Larry Rivers
&#39;ll come at 10 AM and take my picture. I&#39;m taking
your picture, pigeons. I&#39;m writing you down, Dawn.
I&#39;m immortalizing your exhaust, Avenue A bus.
O Thought, now you&#39;ll have to think the same thing forever!&quot;</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>0:56</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poem, poets, poetry, daily poem, Allen Ginsberg</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
					<guid isPermaLink="false">sonibyte-7819.mp3</guid>
					<pubDate>Tue, 26 Aug 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>Fourth Floor, Dawn, Up All Night Writing Letters
By Allen Ginsberg
  
&quot;Pigeons shake their wings on the copper church roof
out my window across the street, a bird perched on the cross
surveys the city&#39;s blue-grey clouds. Larry Rivers
&#39;ll come at 10 AM and take my picture. I&#39;m taking
your picture, pigeons. I&#39;m writing you down, Dawn.
I&#39;m immortalizing your exhaust, Avenue A bus.
O Thought, now you&#39;ll have to think the same thing forever!&quot;</description>
				</item>
				<item>
					<title>Invention</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7817.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>Billy Collins</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>Invention by Billy Collins
  
&quot;Tonight the moon is a cracker,
with a bite out of it
floating in the night,

and in a week or so
according to the calendar
it will probably look

like a silver football&quot;</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>0:55</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poem, poets, poetry, daily poem, Billy Collins</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
					<guid isPermaLink="false">sonibyte-7817.mp3</guid>
					<pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>Invention by Billy Collins
  
&quot;Tonight the moon is a cracker,
with a bite out of it
floating in the night,

and in a week or so
according to the calendar
it will probably look

like a silver football&quot;</description>
				</item>
				<item>
					<title>Sea Longing</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7815.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>Sara Teasdale</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>Sea Longing by Sara Teasdale
 
&quot;A thousand miles beyond this sun-steeped wall 
Somewhere the waves creep cool along the sand, 
The ebbing tide forsakes the listless land 
With the old murmur, long and musical; 
The windy waves mount up and curve and fall&quot;...</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>1:15</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poem, poets, poetry, daily poem, Sara Teasdale</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
					<guid isPermaLink="false">sonibyte-7815.mp3</guid>
					<pubDate>Sun, 24 Aug 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>Sea Longing by Sara Teasdale
 
&quot;A thousand miles beyond this sun-steeped wall 
Somewhere the waves creep cool along the sand, 
The ebbing tide forsakes the listless land 
With the old murmur, long and musical; 
The windy waves mount up and curve and fall&quot;...</description>
				</item>
				<item>
					<title>To Waken An Old Lady</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7813.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>William Carlos Williams</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>To Waken An Old Lady by William Carlos Williams
   
&quot;Old age is
a flight of small
cheeping birds
skimming
bare trees
above a snow glaze.
Gaining and failing
they are buffeted
by a dark wind&quot;...</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>0:50</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poem, poets, poetry, daily poem, William Carlos Williams</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
					<guid isPermaLink="false">sonibyte-7813.mp3</guid>
					<pubDate>Sat, 23 Aug 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>To Waken An Old Lady by William Carlos Williams
   
&quot;Old age is
a flight of small
cheeping birds
skimming
bare trees
above a snow glaze.
Gaining and failing
they are buffeted
by a dark wind&quot;...</description>
				</item>
				<item>
					<title>Your Feet</title>
					<link>http://www.sonibyte.com/audio/7811.mp3</link>
					<itunes:author>Pablo Neruda</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>Your Feet by Pablo Neruda
 
&quot;When I cannot look at your face 
I look at your feet. 
Your feet of arched bone, 
your hard little feet. 
I know that they support you, 
and that your sweet weight 
rises upon them&quot;...</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>1:00</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poem, poets, poetry, daily poem, Pablo Neruda</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
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					<description>Your Feet by Pablo Neruda
 
&quot;When I cannot look at your face 
I look at your feet. 
Your feet of arched bone, 
your hard little feet. 
I know that they support you, 
and that your sweet weight 
rises upon them&quot;...</description>
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					<title>Daybreak in Alabama</title>
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					<itunes:author>Langston Hughes</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>Daybreak in Alabama by Langston Hughes

&quot;When I get to be a composer
I&#39;m gonna write me some music about
Daybreak in Alabama
And I&#39;m gonna put the purtiest songs in it
Rising out of the ground like a swamp mist
And falling out of heaven like soft dew&quot;...</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>1:22</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poem, poets, poetry, daily poem, Langston Hughes</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
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					<description>Daybreak in Alabama by Langston Hughes

&quot;When I get to be a composer
I&#39;m gonna write me some music about
Daybreak in Alabama
And I&#39;m gonna put the purtiest songs in it
Rising out of the ground like a swamp mist
And falling out of heaven like soft dew&quot;...</description>
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					<title>Never The Time And The Place</title>
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					<itunes:author>Robert Browning</itunes:author>
					<itunes:subtitle></itunes:subtitle>
					<itunes:summary>Never The Time And The Place 
by Robert Browning


&quot;Never the time and the place
And the loved one all together!
This path--how soft to pace!
This May -- what magic weather&quot;...</itunes:summary>
					<itunes:duration>1:35</itunes:duration>
					<itunes:keywords>poem, poets, poetry, daily poem, Robert Browning</itunes:keywords>
					<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
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					<pubDate>Wed, 20 Aug 2008 05:00:00 EDT</pubDate>
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					<description>Never The Time And The Place 
by Robert Browning


&quot;Never the time and the place
And the loved one all together!
This path--how soft to pace!
This May -- what magic weather&quot;...</description>
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