Archive for July, 2014

If You Ever Wondered…

Fitting that I post this first. From John Ciardi’s posthumous work entitled Echoes. December 13, 1979 John Ciardi Three squirrels wound and sprung to this remitted December day chase tumble tails on the lawn. They must be winter-sure in the elm, permitted by a plenty in its boles. There’s not one acorn on or under […]

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About February

Thursday Morning Yesterday a friend asked me for some poetry recommendations. She’d been writing a bit, which is often motivation to read as well, but her own favorites were seeming a bit tiresome. You don’t get that kind of invitation often, so I was excited to run to the shelf to review my own favorites […]

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