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Foueen-Sixty | A Poem, A Day
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A Poem, A Day. One Moment. One Day. One Poem. January 3, 2010. This journey has ended but a new one has begun http:/ fourteensixty.wordpress.com/. Join me, it’s going to be fun🙂. Laquo; Hello…. Goodbye…. On March 28, 2011. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Vacation Time… :).
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Twitter Tales LXXVI | A Poem, A Day
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A Poem, A Day. One Moment. One Day. One Poem. August 1, 2009. Twittertales Lucy had never left the county let alone the country but the email had said, The Tor @ dawn. So she booked a flight to the UK. Laquo; Twitter Tales LXXV. Vacation Time… :). Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out.
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The Twitter Tales | A Poem, A Day
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A Poem, A Day. One Moment. One Day. One Poem. Twittertales are a series of interlinking stories that are written to fit within the constraints of a 140 character Twitter post. It started as a week long challenge to myself but has now developed into a sort of twitter soap opera. Son, you are brilliant! On July 17, 2009. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Notify me of new comments via email.
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The Novel… | A Poem, A Day
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A Poem, A Day. One Moment. One Day. One Poem. This the draft I wrote in November 2005 as part of the NaNoWriMo challenge…. He ran the back of his hand across his brow. It was too hot to be doing this sort of work. He should be indoors with the others, sleeping off lunch, but his wife wanted this done and so it would be done, now. What ever it was that was causing the blockage, and he had a good idea what it may be, was well and truly stuck. He had attempted to clear it from the end nearest to the hou...
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Some Photos…. | A Poem, A Day
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A Poem, A Day. One Moment. One Day. One Poem. Click on image to view larger version. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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L.H. Rae | where's lindsay?
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Where She’s Gone Before. Author Archives: L.H. Rae. Still Crazy After All These Years. 8220;You’ve been to Montreal loads of times,” my friend Rachelle said to me in the car, “do you know where we are? 8221; I was staring out the window at yet another unfamiliar street, having a strange sense that I had seen it once before. “I think I put an inflatable dolphin into that post box … Continue reading →. A very Canadian Canada Day. Putting it out there. A little taste of Paris, on Bloor Street. I remember wa...
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Natan’s Lookout* | where's lindsay?
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Where She’s Gone Before. Roni says to me as we sit in the mall’s Aroma on the upper level having coffee. She points behind my head. I turn around. At the table directly behind me are two old ladies. Next to them is a table of three teenage girls, all in army uniform, one holding an off-duty weapon on her lap that is lazily pointed in our direction. She’s a training officer. You can tell by the rope she’s wearing on her shoulder. But you can’t create math, I’d argued back. It suddenly occurs to me to ask ...
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Contributors | flattened to fit paper
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Flattened to fit paper. Snapshot, April 2009. Issha Marie is a Toronto-based visual artist and contemporary photographer. She graduated from the University of Toronto in the summer of 2008, where she earned her Honours B.A. degree in English Literature and Visual Arts. She is currently taking a few years off before she pursues her MFA. Flattened to Fit Paper. Zelly B. was born and bred in Toronto, and has been dabbling in the arts ever since she could properly use crayons. She colours in and out ...Also ...
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Doll Face: Miles Aldridge at the Hamiltons Gallery | flattened to fit paper
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Flattened to fit paper. Posted by: zelly b. April 16, 2009. Doll Face: Miles Aldridge at the Hamiltons Gallery. And have for years. Girls and boys everywhere grow up reading high fashion magazines and aspire to them despite any controversy that occurs within the fashion sphere. Photographers and models become celebrities in their own right because their works are consistently showcased in. Magazines such as these. Miles Aldridge is one fashion photographer (among many) who has shown that this is, indeed,...