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WHAT IS A POET? A poet is a pig for endorphins. The beautiful world murmurs “Do me some jazzy, Dollink, whisper my name.”                          * Poets are mainly reminders: kin, in that way, to bears, orchids, kindly deeds, obsessive loves... worlds emergent from murmur -- TA-DA!                        *   Muse, sweetheart, help me to speak the winter-bowed sapling; the check-out girl’s monitored pain; the mountains in sunlight; the mountain-top-moments of exaltation.    4