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December, 1979 | Vol. 156, No. 6
“Oregon’s Lovely, Lonely Coast
Nature offers few handholds along the precipitous Oregon coast, where Heceta Head Light north of Florence flashes an automated warning to mariners every ten seconds. Winter’s pounding surf and perpetual drizzle - more than 100 inches in some ares - prompted a local wit to observe: ‘Oregonians don’t tan. They rust.’ ”
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Yannis Ritsos, trans. by Kimon Friar, from a poem featured in "Erotica: Love Poems,"
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Vita Sackville-West, from a letter to Virginia Woolf, featured in The Letters of Vita Sackville West & Virginia Woolf
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Margaret Atwood, from Paper Boat: Selected Poems; "He Shifts from East to West,"
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Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
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Andrea Gibson
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🎵 Maybe if I hurt myself you could be the bandage. I don’t wanna ask for help, you’d call it baggage 🎵
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🎶 Where were you when everything was falling apart? 🎶
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“I used to dislike being sensitive. I thought it made me weak. But take away that single trait, and you take away the very essence of who I am. You take away my conscience, my ability to empathize, my intuition, my creativity, my deep appreciation for the little things, my vivid inner life, my deep awareness of others’ pain, and my passion for it all.”
— Unknown
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