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“The Cotter’s Saturday Night” by Robert Burns

My lov’d, much honour’d, much respected friend!No mercenary bard his homage pays;With honest pride, I scorn each selfish end,My dearest meed, a friend’s esteem and praise:To you I sing, in simple Scottish lays,The lowly train in life’s sequester’d scene;The native feelings strong, the guileless ways;What Aiken in a cottage would have been;Ah! tho’ his worth …

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EDEN, THEN AND NOW

RUTH STONE In ’29 before the dust stormssandblasted Indianapolis,we believed in the milk company.Milk came in glass bottles.We spread dye-colored butter,now connected to cancer.We worked seven to sevenwith no overtime pay;pledged allegiance every day,pitied the starving Armenians.One morning in the midst of plenty,there were folks out of context,who were living on nothing.Some slept in shackson …

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Freedom

NABANITA KANUNGO It would try to lisp a dumbness sometimes—the language of welts rising slowly on the panes,a cracked blur of riot-torn air,confused which year it was. The last time it made a sound was whenit crinkled on its way into a bin,a great plot of justice. I wasn’t born, then;my father was. It must …

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