I liked the way the shadow fell on the page, so I’m posting.
(11 August 2016)
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Evening (a poem)
A surprisingly grey day. Instead of going to the usual second-Saturday readings, I stayed home and made soup…
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Blank page (A poem)
I normally write with pen and paper, but I have been using my computer a bit more the last few days…
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Sickbed slumber #3 (a poem)
O! The joys of sleeping with a cold, continued…
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One of those small moments worth living for (a poem)
An afternoon at the library a couple of days ago.
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Ordinary Average Thoughts 