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	<title><![CDATA[Harold Norse, R.I.P.]]></title>
	<url>http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jan-herman/harold-norse-rip_b_215447.html</url>
	<abstract><![CDATA[<p>He <a href="http://www.latimes.com/news/obituaries/la-me-harold-norse13-2009jun13,0,7672432.story">died</a> in San Francisco just short of his 93rd birthday. I met him on a bitterly cold winter day in Paris, in 1962. I was keeping warm sitting in a seedy little cafe behind the Place de l'Odeon. It was a neighborhood hangout where you could buy pot and waste your time all day. I was writing on a napkin when I felt someone hovering over my shoulder. He asked what I was writing. A poem, I told...</p>]]></abstract>
	<taxonomy><![CDATA[Living]]></taxonomy>
	<date_published>2009-06-16T10:42:00-04:00</date_published>
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