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In my hibernation I have awakened. Through pressure, and restriction, I have re-routed back to the flow. I have caught the light upon the…
Poetry
Spring Garden
My cobbely plot of gray soil, hand-turned with a pronged fork last October waits for the earth’s March tilt to bring the year’s first…
Somewhere the Rainbow
The newness of this season Is refreshing – delicious. Its change is invigorating Prodding us to escape From the crystal latticework Of wintry confinement;…
Before Entering the Hospice Where an Old Friend is Dying
When I heard the news that he’d made this call I felt uncertain and thought briefly of staying away, as I have from his…
Arkansas Forecast
“If you don’t like the weather here just wait a few minutes. It’ll change.” old meteorological saying Last night the moon was ringed by…
my friend Roberta
She speaks grits and does not even commit y’all to the plural. i have become a crowd by just standing still and listening to…
Nine Months
It was summer when we planted you. In a stolen afternoon or a rare and coveted night. I don’t know which. I can only…
I Have 300 Pairs of Shoes
I have three hundred pairs of shoes of every shape and size. I have so many pairs of shoes, you won’t believe your eyes….
Evening Storm
Rocking chair branches barren and bold bent with a sudden wind, this wind, but a breeze, not a gust nor gale gently tolled the…
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