Corn Crib
A Place to Store Poems & More
Denis Naylor was born in Rochelle, Illinois and raised on a farm near Ashton. He was an Advertising Creative Director in Chicago for many years and was reborn as a poet in 2014.
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Cosmic Cake
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Shadow Me
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Living with a Dead Man
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We Live In A Poem
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Meaning in the Made
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Make Me a Rope
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First and Foremost
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Out of the Garden
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Into the Meadow
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The Law of the Lawn
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The Cold Grace of Winter
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God Wood
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Feelers
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Moving . . . still
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A R R O W
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Joy in the Forest
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W H O ?
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I Found my Pronoun!
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What Gives
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The More I Want
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g r o w t h
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h o r i z o n
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Virus Versus Us
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F O R E V E R
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Me and Mine
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Fall Trees on Touhy Avenue
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I Learned the Stony Road
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Do You Hear the Singing?
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In the Hover
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Come to the Lakeshore
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T U R N
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What is Light?
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Even If
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Unholy Night
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Flamingos
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The Take
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Just a Moment Here
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Every Day Includes a Night
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B e y o n d
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The Wanting Dot
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True Light
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Corn Crib
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Gone Are My Birds
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Song of Zebedee
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