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	<title>Comments on: norbert blei &#124; the new yorker</title>
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	<description>Norbert Blei&#039;s Poetry Dispatch and other Notes from the Underground. “We live to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection,” said Anaїs Nin.</description>
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		<title>By: Barbara Vroman</title>
		<link>http://poetrydispatch.wordpress.com/2011/10/14/norbert-blei-the-new-yorker/#comment-2647</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Barbara Vroman]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2011 16:13:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Inspired me to go downstairs and pick off one of my old New Yorker&#039;s and
start rereading them all again! And yes, dear Steve Job&#039;s being greeted by
St. Peter using one of his devices is so  sweetly perfect. How could they have come up with a better cover!

Barbara Fitz Vroman]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Inspired me to go downstairs and pick off one of my old New Yorker&#8217;s and<br />
start rereading them all again! And yes, dear Steve Job&#8217;s being greeted by<br />
St. Peter using one of his devices is so  sweetly perfect. How could they have come up with a better cover!</p>
<p>Barbara Fitz Vroman</p>
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		<title>By: stef</title>
		<link>http://poetrydispatch.wordpress.com/2011/10/14/norbert-blei-the-new-yorker/#comment-2645</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[stef]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2011 15:26:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[i don&#039;t want to be &quot;one of those waitresses&quot;..i am subscribing today, as i sit here at my desk...i&#039;ll give you a full report after i receive my first copy...then it&#039;s just finding some quiet time to be able to read...
hugs, stef
ps- it&#039;s my moments with loving customers like you, that are going to make my move from ellison bay...very hard..you make my day...believe it or not..i am a sponge soaking up every word you say...]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i don&#8217;t want to be &#8220;one of those waitresses&#8221;..i am subscribing today, as i sit here at my desk&#8230;i&#8217;ll give you a full report after i receive my first copy&#8230;then it&#8217;s just finding some quiet time to be able to read&#8230;<br />
hugs, stef<br />
ps- it&#8217;s my moments with loving customers like you, that are going to make my move from ellison bay&#8230;very hard..you make my day&#8230;believe it or not..i am a sponge soaking up every word you say&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Suzanne Pearson</title>
		<link>http://poetrydispatch.wordpress.com/2011/10/14/norbert-blei-the-new-yorker/#comment-2631</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Suzanne Pearson]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Oct 2011 15:12:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ah yes, you should let your beard grow longer and wear your toga to the coop. The cover illustrator thought you were the gatekeeper. Perhaps Jobs was begging for direct entry, not realizing that today&#039;s world has flat-screened.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ah yes, you should let your beard grow longer and wear your toga to the coop. The cover illustrator thought you were the gatekeeper. Perhaps Jobs was begging for direct entry, not realizing that today&#8217;s world has flat-screened.</p>
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		<title>By: Alice D'Alessio</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Alice D'Alessio]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 16 Oct 2011 01:59:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Nor, you know it gets my enthusiastic vote - I&#039;m in total agreement.  I think you should send this off to them and let them know what a following they have - even here in the little old forgotten Midwest (plus Athens, California, etc. etc).  All my bookshelves are sagging with N. Yorkers that I can&#039;t part with, even tho someone bought me the complete thing on disc ...but it&#039;s not the same.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nor, you know it gets my enthusiastic vote &#8211; I&#8217;m in total agreement.  I think you should send this off to them and let them know what a following they have &#8211; even here in the little old forgotten Midwest (plus Athens, California, etc. etc).  All my bookshelves are sagging with N. Yorkers that I can&#8217;t part with, even tho someone bought me the complete thing on disc &#8230;but it&#8217;s not the same.</p>
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		<title>By: hatto fischer</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[hatto fischer]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2011 07:45:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dear Norb, I follow your enthusiasm for the New Yorker. When I lived still in Canada, it was the most favorite journal to read, especially when alone, near the fire place, up at the cottage. It goes with autumn leaves as much as with a flair of good humor. And about the gate keeper, do you know the joke about Bush when he died? He rushed up to Petrus who guarded the entrance to heaven and wanted to be let in. &#039;No so fast, dear man&#039;. Bush was surprised, stopped in his tracks. &#039;Why not?&#039;.&#039;Well, dear Bush, you have a choice: hell or heaven!&quot; &quot;But I want to go to heaven!&quot; &quot;Of course you can, but you should take at least a look at hell to see if you like it!&quot; &quot;OK, how do I get there.!&quot; &quot;Down that elevator.&quot; And sure enough Bush went down the elevator. As he stepped outside, there awaited him a lush golf course with all his friends playing the game, including Cheney and all the others. Beautiful girls were serving cocktails. Bush was really glad to see his friends and in such a setting. This was a beautiful hell. Glad that he listened to the advice to Petrus. So he went up again with elevator to tell Petrus he wishes to stay in hell. &quot;Ok, down you go!&quot; So Bush went down but this time as he stepped out of the elevator, there was nothing but burned earth and none of his friends around. For days he wandered through this wasteland till he came upon the devil. &quot;Where are my friends, the golf course?&quot; &quot;Oh,&quot; said the devil, &quot;that was election time, now begins reality!&quot; 
I hope this does not distract from your love for the New Yorker, but you insisted so much on the question if one knows the gatekeeper, that I was reminded of this joke. 
Take care and greetings from Athens
hatto]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Norb, I follow your enthusiasm for the New Yorker. When I lived still in Canada, it was the most favorite journal to read, especially when alone, near the fire place, up at the cottage. It goes with autumn leaves as much as with a flair of good humor. And about the gate keeper, do you know the joke about Bush when he died? He rushed up to Petrus who guarded the entrance to heaven and wanted to be let in. &#8216;No so fast, dear man&#8217;. Bush was surprised, stopped in his tracks. &#8216;Why not?&#8217;.'Well, dear Bush, you have a choice: hell or heaven!&#8221; &#8220;But I want to go to heaven!&#8221; &#8220;Of course you can, but you should take at least a look at hell to see if you like it!&#8221; &#8220;OK, how do I get there.!&#8221; &#8220;Down that elevator.&#8221; And sure enough Bush went down the elevator. As he stepped outside, there awaited him a lush golf course with all his friends playing the game, including Cheney and all the others. Beautiful girls were serving cocktails. Bush was really glad to see his friends and in such a setting. This was a beautiful hell. Glad that he listened to the advice to Petrus. So he went up again with elevator to tell Petrus he wishes to stay in hell. &#8220;Ok, down you go!&#8221; So Bush went down but this time as he stepped out of the elevator, there was nothing but burned earth and none of his friends around. For days he wandered through this wasteland till he came upon the devil. &#8220;Where are my friends, the golf course?&#8221; &#8220;Oh,&#8221; said the devil, &#8220;that was election time, now begins reality!&#8221;<br />
I hope this does not distract from your love for the New Yorker, but you insisted so much on the question if one knows the gatekeeper, that I was reminded of this joke.<br />
Take care and greetings from Athens<br />
hatto</p>
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		<title>By: delphine</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[delphine]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2011 02:56:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I always check for the title.  I notice that this one is &quot;The Book of Life.&quot;]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I always check for the title.  I notice that this one is &#8220;The Book of Life.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Christo</title>
		<link>http://poetrydispatch.wordpress.com/2011/10/14/norbert-blei-the-new-yorker/#comment-2617</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Christo]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2011 21:29:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[And don&#039;t forget the many great cartoons inside each magazine. Booth was always my favorite cartoonist in the New Yorker with the animals as characters. Perfect cover on this edition you write about Dad as I post from my IPhone 4!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And don&#8217;t forget the many great cartoons inside each magazine. Booth was always my favorite cartoonist in the New Yorker with the animals as characters. Perfect cover on this edition you write about Dad as I post from my IPhone 4!</p>
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		<title>By: Michael Norman</title>
		<link>http://poetrydispatch.wordpress.com/2011/10/14/norbert-blei-the-new-yorker/#comment-2616</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Michael Norman]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2011 21:01:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You captured my sentiments precisely. At least once in each issue I am astounded at something I discover. As in the new issue. Where else would you find an undiscovered Eugene O&#039;Neill play published verbatim, column after column, page after page. Amazing is an over-used word, but in this case it fits.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You captured my sentiments precisely. At least once in each issue I am astounded at something I discover. As in the new issue. Where else would you find an undiscovered Eugene O&#8217;Neill play published verbatim, column after column, page after page. Amazing is an over-used word, but in this case it fits.</p>
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		<title>By: Sharon Auberle</title>
		<link>http://poetrydispatch.wordpress.com/2011/10/14/norbert-blei-the-new-yorker/#comment-2615</link>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sharon Auberle]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2011 20:25:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[our great loss, heaven&#039;s gain...perfect cover!]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>our great loss, heaven&#8217;s gain&#8230;perfect cover!</p>
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		<title>By: David Dix sr</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[David Dix sr]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2011 20:02:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Yes, am long-time New Yorker subscriber even before I knew of you.  Not &#039;knew&#039;; not yet, until I meet you for real someday, here or there.....
My copy of this issue awaits on my desk, to be read cover to cover later today.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yes, am long-time New Yorker subscriber even before I knew of you.  Not &#8216;knew&#8217;; not yet, until I meet you for real someday, here or there&#8230;..<br />
My copy of this issue awaits on my desk, to be read cover to cover later today.</p>
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