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“There'll always be working people in my poems because I grew up with them, and I am a poet of memory.”—Philip Levine It is Sunday morning and I have to be gone by Tuesday. And maybe I'll have enough rent to get myself some more time, but probably not and I should be going to… Continue reading ONLY KNOW HOW TO WORK (an overly long and wise rambling essay about what is important in life) →