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<updated>2012-02-13T06:53:39+01:00</updated>
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<name>Eugenia</name>
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<title>One Leg</title>
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<updated>2010-06-26T22:25:07+02:00</updated>
<published>2010-06-26T22:25:07+02:00</published>
<summary>   The bird stood there, in the middle of the floor of the subway station. He...</summary>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The bird stood there, in the middle of the floor of the subway station. He looked right and left. There was no food. The woman opened her polka dot duffle bag and took out a bagel from her soup kitchen bag. She broke it into small pieces and put it near the bird. He limped on one leg to get his food. She zipped up the duffel bag and walked to the street. from a little distance she turned to look at the bird. He was still in the middle of the floor, all alone&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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<name>Eugenia</name>
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<title>Out of Here</title>
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<updated>2010-05-17T22:27:51+02:00</updated>
<published>2010-05-17T22:27:51+02:00</published>
<summary> Out of Here   Please, please! I want out of here! She pressed her hands on...</summary>
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&lt;p&gt;Out of Here&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Please, please! I want out of here! She pressed her hands on the subway pole really hard and wished her stop would be next. No, there were 7 more to go. And nobody to give me a seat—a tiny little space on the light blue thing. It is not just the subway, she thought. It is everything. Hard is hardly the word to describe the way things are. Out of here! I would fly away like a bird and never come back. I would take what matters most to me and just disappear. Thinking of out of here makes my heart race. It is such a nice, healthy idea. It is an idea whose time has come.&lt;/p&gt;
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<name>Fenny</name>
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<title>Bird Of Prey</title>
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<updated>2009-04-02T14:55:00+02:00</updated>
<published>2009-04-02T14:55:00+02:00</published>
<summary>         &amp;nbsp;   &amp;nbsp;   &amp;nbsp;    Just before dawn     when it’s not dark...</summary>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border-width: 0; float: right; margin: 0.2em 0 1.4em 0.7em;&quot; alt=&quot;Poems - Bird Of Prey.jpg&quot; id=&quot;media-338852&quot; src=&quot;http://fenny-sblablapoetryblog.blogspirit.com/media/02/01/1352222748.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span xml:lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Just before dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span xml:lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;when it’s not dark anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span xml:lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;but not light either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span xml:lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;when everything is shadowless and grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span xml:lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;and only exists through soft whispers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span xml:lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;and innuendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span xml:lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;and the air feels like pure silk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span xml:lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;softly stroking his body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span xml:lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;while the stillness of his motions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span xml:lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;almost makes him seem sheer endless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span xml:lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;but life itself lacks all meaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span xml:lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;other than to exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span xml:lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;that’s when he wings the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span xml:lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;looking for prey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span xml:lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;©2009 Fenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span xml:lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;
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<name>art</name>
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<title>Charly Parker</title>
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<updated>2007-04-26T00:50:00+02:00</updated>
<published>2007-04-26T00:50:00+02:00</published>
<summary>      &amp;nbsp;    Charly Parker vu par ced vernay    100 x 90   Collage papier...</summary>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://cedricvernay.blogspirit.com/images/medium_bird2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;medium_bird2.jpg&quot; style=&quot;border-width: 0px; margin: 0.2em 1.4em 0.7em 0px; float: left&quot; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Charly Parker vu par ced vernay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;100 x 90&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Collage papier&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;mailto:info@cedvernay.com&quot; class=&quot;null&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://cedricvernay.blogspirit.com/mosaics/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; color: #ff6633; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mosaïc:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333;&quot;&gt;Rodrigo Santoro, Steeve Mc Queen, Fidel castro, Ayrton Senna, Pedro Almodovar, Hugo Chavez, Paulo Coelho, Audrey Tautou, Francis Bacon, Piaf, Charly Parker, Diana, Keith Richards, Mick Jagger, Chico Buarque, Gilberto Gil, Caetano Veloso, Jimmy Hendrix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://cedricvernay.blogspirit.com/portraits_retratos/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff6633; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Portraits:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333;&quot;&gt;John Malkovich, Le Corbusier, John Steinbeck,&amp;nbsp;Clint Eastwood, Iggy Pop, Picasso, Ed Harris, Madonna,&amp;nbsp; Serge Gainsbourg, Roberto Begnini, Pedro Almodovar, George Clooney, John Malkovich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://cedricvernay.blogspirit.com/xposure/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ff6633; font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xposure:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333;&quot;&gt;City, dock, metro, japan, ambulance, cargo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;script src=&quot;http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js&quot; type=&quot;text/javascript&quot;&gt; //&lt;![CDATA[ &lt;!--  &lt;!    // --&gt;  //]]&gt; &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type=&quot;text/javascript&quot;&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 
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<name>Fenny</name>
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<title>Little Bird's Life</title>
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<updated>2006-05-12T15:15:00+02:00</updated>
<published>2006-05-12T15:15:00+02:00</published>
<summary>  A little bird is building a nest   with lots of care and natural skills...</summary>
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&lt;p&gt;A little bird is building a nest&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;with lots of care and natural skills&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;His offspring will need the very best&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and&amp;nbsp;thus he slaves and strives without&amp;nbsp;any&amp;nbsp;rest&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;to create&amp;nbsp;a little diamond in the rough&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;any less won't be enough&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Then&amp;nbsp;his struggle for a mate begins&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;he flaunts and fights&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and won't give up until he finally wins&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Six little ones to watch over and care for&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;to feed and with his life to guard&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;but three fell to the ground and&amp;nbsp;instantly lived no more&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;while&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;fourth left the nest a bit too premature&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That reckless chick&amp;nbsp;drew a&amp;nbsp;particularly sad deal&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and&amp;nbsp;ended as&amp;nbsp;a stray cat's nutritious and tasty&amp;nbsp;meal&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the end only two of them survived&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;fully grown and test flown&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;they've left the nest&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and now every year for them too&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;it will be the same strife&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A&amp;nbsp;nest, a mate and a new brood&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;because that's how&amp;nbsp;things go&amp;nbsp;in a&amp;nbsp;little bird's life&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;©2006 Fenny&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; 
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<title>Flying Flu...</title>
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<updated>2006-02-22T09:16:33+01:00</updated>
<published>2006-02-22T09:16:33+01:00</published>
<summary> So finally, the most awaited ( not really ) Bird Flu reached India!...</summary>
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&lt;p&gt;So finally, the most awaited (&lt;i&gt;not really&lt;/i&gt;) Bird Flu reached India!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;India's first bird flu cases have been reported in &lt;i&gt;Nandurbar&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Dhule&lt;/i&gt; district in Maharashtra on Saturday. Yet, cases of Bird Flu have only been reported in Maharashtra and Gujarat states (&lt;i&gt;its good that im far away from them, and it will take some time to reach here!!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://thewanderer.blogspirit.com/images/medium_chicken1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;medium_chicken1.jpg&quot; style=&quot;border-width: 0pt; margin: 0.2em 1.4em 0.7em 0pt; float: left;&quot; /&gt;200,000 chickens have been culled so far and 50,000 died of their own, they suspect that the deadly bird flu virus, known as &lt;b&gt;H5N1&lt;/b&gt; virus have evaded India by the immigrating birds from far eastern countries!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway till it is sorted out, keep away from &lt;i&gt;Tandoori Chicken&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;REY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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