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Harry and Crista: August 2008
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We have had so many requests to post our wedding details and photos - our previous wedding website has its limitations, so we thought creating this blog would be the best approach. We will post small descriptions of our ceremony, reception and honeymoon and load as many photos as possible. We hope you enjoy and stay in touch with us! Journal of Strong Living. Poetry of strong living. View my complete profile. Tuesday, August 26, 2008. June 14, 2008:. Groom and Groomsmen Formal Wear. Irish brides used to ...
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Harry and Crista: First Year of Marriage Timeline
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We have had so many requests to post our wedding details and photos - our previous wedding website has its limitations, so we thought creating this blog would be the best approach. We will post small descriptions of our ceremony, reception and honeymoon and load as many photos as possible. We hope you enjoy and stay in touch with us! Journal of Strong Living. Poetry of strong living. First Year of Marriage Timeline. View my complete profile. Thursday, July 2, 2009. First Year of Marriage Timeline. My mom...
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poetry of strong living: January 2009
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Poetry of strong living. Sunday, January 18, 2009. The chemo floor is laid out. In patterns meant to assure. Blue white blue blue white. Squares of a checkerboard. In this box of a building. They put lines into me. Running down straight poles. Into how many squares. Have I entered with hope. Ponder slides and charts. All this to battle a world. Of the round and oblong. Spherical planets and tumors. Sunday, January 4, 2009. The year breaks against the dilapidated jetty. To the soaring oratory of hope.
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poetry of strong living: Ellison
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Poetry of strong living. Tuesday, April 14, 2009. In a building I imagine. Is named for Ralph Ellison. I look down on playing fields. Invisible to the teams. Soccer and Little League. That I pretend to scout. My room has reflective glass. Like a Trooper's shades. A million dollar view. Of a river that offered black silence. In response to my snowshoe inquires. Now sparkling, swollen with melt. I can see the lives move by. On fields and bike paths. As I so often did myself. Wondering who is more real.
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poetry of strong living: Gates
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Poetry of strong living. Saturday, February 7, 2009. After two days of limited movement. Mentally pacing a generous cell. I am disconnected from all tubes. And step onto the elevator. As if I did this regularly. As if anything were regular. I blink reflexively at the sun. Shining against unfamiliar snow. Offended at the world. For spinning on without me. But feel little else. One more gate passed through. Gaining entrance to another room. Another test to be tested. Data clinging to me.
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poetry of strong living: March 2009
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Poetry of strong living. Monday, March 16, 2009. The bloody seeds of a pomegranate. Were my very undoing. Slipping from my marrow. Tricking me into accepting them. As Hades tricked her. A long winter was the price. Decreed by the Fates. For taking in the seeds. My skin a barren, hairless desert. Earth and life frozen. The seeds will bring me back. To undo Hades' deception. Planted in an empty field. They will find life. Bearing fruit from blood. Labels: autologous stem cell transplant.
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poetry of strong living: Thermals
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Poetry of strong living. Monday, May 11, 2009. The seahawk alights just past 10. Feeling the thermals pull him aloft. Oblivious to my longing stare. Through the reflective glass. Of the isolation room. Each day the same circle. Of the search for prey. Not a calorie to be wasted. Or a wing idly flapped. I lie on the bed again. As I did the other days. And go into a waking dream. I circle the river with him. Finding the new in the same. I spy a hawk as I hike. Thermal circle of searching.
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poetry of strong living: Sailing
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Poetry of strong living. Tuesday, April 21, 2009. A flotilla of sailfish congregate. In the rainy silence of the upper basin. Each experiment with healing in 5 mph wind. As if genuflecting to the black water. Acknowledging the meaning of ripples. The determined dance with defeat. The tourists in their duckboats. Straining to see through the fog. The jogger in yellow slicks. From my aerie vantage. I can spy 20 years of missteps. The reaching and rejection. The naivete and narcissism.
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poetry of strong living: February 2009
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Poetry of strong living. Saturday, February 7, 2009. After two days of limited movement. Mentally pacing a generous cell. I am disconnected from all tubes. And step onto the elevator. As if I did this regularly. As if anything were regular. I blink reflexively at the sun. Shining against unfamiliar snow. Offended at the world. For spinning on without me. But feel little else. One more gate passed through. Gaining entrance to another room. Another test to be tested. Data clinging to me.
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poetry of strong living: Incongruity
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Poetry of strong living. Sunday, January 18, 2009. The chemo floor is laid out. In patterns meant to assure. Blue white blue blue white. Squares of a checkerboard. In this box of a building. They put lines into me. Running down straight poles. Into how many squares. Have I entered with hope. Ponder slides and charts. All this to battle a world. Of the round and oblong. Spherical planets and tumors. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Journal of Strong Living.
