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YES, I AM A POETESS

Well, since you asked, I must admit that, yes, I am a poetess. When life goes fast I harness it, with some finesse and unplanned process. I don’t quite know just how it comes– sometimes my writing fingers are all … Continue reading

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THE COLOR OF A SOFT GRAY DAY

A soft gray day, late January. . . the pale sun, the ambiance so airy breathe life and light to spring’s small blooms, and gentle pop of squirrel peep, plus bubbling fresh birdsong. . . the clear, cool warmth, the … Continue reading

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