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	<title>Comments on: Dodging Bullet</title>
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	<description>The Stormy Seas of the Schoolyard</description>
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		<title>By: Valerie</title>
		<link>http://canisitwithyou.wordpress.com/2008/04/14/dodging-bullet/#comment-290</link>
		<dc:creator>Valerie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 05 Aug 2008 05:34:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Bullet reminds me of this one girl in my school. I never stood up to her though. Thank you for sharing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Bullet reminds me of this one girl in my school. I never stood up to her though. Thank you for sharing.</p>
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		<title>By: Karen</title>
		<link>http://canisitwithyou.wordpress.com/2008/04/14/dodging-bullet/#comment-213</link>
		<dc:creator>Karen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2008 00:16:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This poem made me part of that world again.  I remembered girls like Bullet.  I was not one of them.  I might have wondered, did kids like me?  But I would have sat on the swing, wishing I had the courage of Bullet.  This poem brings it all back.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This poem made me part of that world again.  I remembered girls like Bullet.  I was not one of them.  I might have wondered, did kids like me?  But I would have sat on the swing, wishing I had the courage of Bullet.  This poem brings it all back.</p>
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		<title>By: Diana</title>
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		<dc:creator>Diana</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 19:45:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The first striking thing about this poem is the &#039;play&#039; in the title! I thought it was a typo - silly me! This poem is so accessible...I remember the smell of the rust from the chains
and the dust collected in the seams of the shoes. What a pleasure to read this well-constructed wonderful poem!! It brought back such memories.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The first striking thing about this poem is the &#8216;play&#8217; in the title! I thought it was a typo &#8211; silly me! This poem is so accessible&#8230;I remember the smell of the rust from the chains<br />
and the dust collected in the seams of the shoes. What a pleasure to read this well-constructed wonderful poem!! It brought back such memories.</p>
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		<title>By: Lorraine</title>
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		<dc:creator>Lorraine</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 12:22:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Fabulous work.  The imagery is so webbed into the reader&#039;s emotional connection-  Lines like:  &quot;Twelve open-toed shoes dragging despondent trails in the soft dry dust &quot;  and &quot;hammer-wielding Thor-ling&quot;  simply make this poem.  Wonderful!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Fabulous work.  The imagery is so webbed into the reader&#8217;s emotional connection-  Lines like:  &#8220;Twelve open-toed shoes dragging despondent trails in the soft dry dust &#8221;  and &#8220;hammer-wielding Thor-ling&#8221;  simply make this poem.  Wonderful!</p>
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