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Carol Parris Krauss-Poet's Blog: Tropical Storm Fay and Hobble Creek Review
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Sunday, August 17, 2008. Tropical Storm Fay and Hobble Creek Review. Tropical Storm Fay appears to be approaching some part of Florida. I am ready and following the news at www.wunderground.com. I do tend to get fixated on tropical weather. While watching the storm satellite on-line, a ping alerted me to a delightful email from Justin Evans. My poem "Day Laborers" has been accepted for publication in the next Hobble Creek Review(http:/ www.hobblecreekreview.net). Labels: Hobble Creek Review.
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Carol Parris Krauss-Poet's Blog: Western North Carolina Woman Magazine
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Wednesday, November 5, 2008. Western North Carolina Woman Magazine. I have a poem in the November issue of Western North Carolina Woman Magazine. It was just posted.http:/ wnc-woman.com/Nov08/page48.html. Labels: Western North Carolina Woman Magazine. Nice post and thanks for sharing. Entertainment at one stop. July 21, 2009 at 12:16 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Carol Parris Krauss-Poet's Blog. Buy Sister Series Now! Review Links for The Sister Series. CPK's Poetry on the Web.
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Carol Parris Krauss-Poet's Blog: School, Storms, and LiteraryMary
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Tuesday, September 2, 2008. School, Storms, and LiteraryMary. School is back in session and my students are a delight! Tonight is Open House. I have my eye on the Tropics as Hanna, Ike, and Josephine are lined up in a row. I received word that my poem "Noble Memories" will be published in the inaugural edition of LiteraryMary Magazine(out in January 2009). The website is www.LiteraryMary.com. All is well. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Carol Parris Krauss-Poet's Blog. Buy Sister Series Now!
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Carol Parris Krauss-Poet's Blog: September 2008
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Saturday, September 20, 2008. Tuesday, September 2, 2008. School, Storms, and LiteraryMary. School is back in session and my students are a delight! Tonight is Open House. I have my eye on the Tropics as Hanna, Ike, and Josephine are lined up in a row. I received word that my poem "Noble Memories" will be published in the inaugural edition of LiteraryMary Magazine(out in January 2009). The website is www.LiteraryMary.com. All is well. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Carol Parris Krauss-Poet's Blog.
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Absence | Eunoia Review
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February Journal: Friday, February 1, 2013 →. August 4, 2015. You rise before dawn to begin leaving. Sounds arrive from varied points of origin:. A rustle of shirts, the shuffle of papers. All night long, I listened to jumbled words. Slip from your dreams of renewal, your endless. With one knee, you open the bedroom door,. A mug in each hand. In a moment, you’ll hold me. As close as if one of us had been lost. I lift my coffee out of the way, trying not to spill. I’ll call you when I get there. Leave a R...
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The Wind's Broken Corners: May 2007
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The Wind's Broken Corners. May 30, 2007. A Gathering of old Phrases. It was not like any dream: here no fence or barb-wire. Allows for the jumping of the sheep I never counted:. One, two, three sheep, the usual story. Here the cattails. Bend, unbend, at this lean hour. It means nothing but. The wind shuffles them, in the heat it is strong. In the. Dream, there is a lake I call Lake Como of seaweed. And Lake Where Horses Enters The Sea. One after another,. 8212;what—my body? May 28, 2007. Less like a leave.
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The Wind's Broken Corners: June 2007
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The Wind's Broken Corners. Jun 27, 2007. The bees that, together,. In swarms, buzz and. Plunge to boozw nectar. From the flowers that croon,. Deaf-chorus, Alas, alas,. They steal our water,. And, deaf-chorused, cry. Alas, alas, you rob. Us to the bees. Wings are more still, less. Their beaks swill and swill. Still They do not heed. The rosemallows' plea,. Whose necks are bending in. The wind but not by it. The bees, full. Of nectar, rub the horizon's. Lip as they fly away from. Bending in the wind. Imagi...
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From the archives – Painted Garden — Cheryl Snell | Autumn Sky Poetry Daily
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Autumn Sky Poetry Daily. A poem each day. Best of the Net Nominations. August 16, 2015. From the archives – Painted Garden Cheryl Snell. If he had simply faded. Like a shout from the street,. She loves for its blue irony. Would not have been planted,. Nor the red clover made to bleed. It was always too dark, or windy,. It was too late to call. Or she would have grown blooms enough. To rasp against the drainpipe, she could have. Frilled the sills with fringe. The point. The number of times skin pinks.
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The Wind's Broken Corners: Crevalle Jacks from Nova Scota to Uruguay
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The Wind's Broken Corners. Aug 10, 2007. Crevalle Jacks from Nova Scota to Uruguay. From Nova Scota to Uruguay. And Portugal to Angola,. The Crevalle Jacks swim all day. In steams, bodies of draped. As mackerel essence, eyes. Like pearls pierced into. The heads - each head a part. Of their broad bodies. In. Delphi, Apollo praised. Each Jack by silvery line. Across mid-body; now across. Mid-waist an prism sheen. Url=http:/ yljeavag.100webspace.net]Порно видео! February 1, 2010 at 10:57 PM. The Rest of Love.
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May | 2007 | Thread on Gossamer
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This is How You Paint a Mockingbird. A poetry blog: oral and written. May 31, 2007. Posted by noldo2 under Uncategorized. I name them as though they are stars. Zeus, Pegasus, Orion. I am in love. Lipsticked onto their forehead. In thick, plum letters. Their names. Are carved into wood: aspen and birch, bark peeled. Off to give space to. And this wind, all around,. In our shirt, filling, emptying. The space, this heart brown but not red through. Which an arrow crosses. By the trees,. May 28, 2007. It was ...
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