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Dream of the Cancer Cure Imagine: instead of fighting the tumor with knives, radiation, chemicals, we feed it — like summer picnickers who, ...
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This was just too silly and fun, I had to share it (and please nobody be offended: it's just the letters talking.) : Asleep Inside an Ol...
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I was talking with a poetry friend the other day about blogging, and the posting of poem drafts. It has always been my assumption (perhaps ...
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Just playing around this morning before work: Poetry Hut: Pert Youth Posey Galore: Gooey Pearls Lorcaloca: Coal Carol Ivy is Here: Irish Eve...
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Dean is in the hospital. Just a minor scare with his heart. All the tests are normal so far. I'm sure he'll be fine and go home to...
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Fun poetry group last night. Poems about beach stones, home remodeling ("there is no poetry in sheetrock"), the history of tulips,...
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I received my contributor's copies of BAP 2007 in the mail yesterday. One paperback and one hardbound. I *love* the cover image. Dean an... -
I went to chemo with my older sister Colleen this afternoon. She is one of my closest sisters (I have four), and is very very dear to me: sh...
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Ravenna at Dusk Today when I looked in the mirror I saw my father looking back. I like walking alone at night. One can be happy not only wit...
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