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The Good Life On Pumpkin Hollow Farm

April is National Poetry Month.  I have always been pulled in by rhyming sounds, expressions in A-B-A-B form, and with eloquent words.  How a Maya Angelo poem can break your heart or a Robert Frost can transport you to another time.  Into Emily Dickinson’s world and nod knowingly at one of Mary Oliver’s beautiful notes.  …

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Across shallows and brooks the snow falls driftlessly down laying thickly over pines and rooftops in town. Winter softens into spring but today her cold gaze diligently waters the ground, a frozen blanket lays. A perk for bulbs who will hobble forth quench the thirst of trees and the new growth the bitter cold will not wane Oh, …

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“Oh Emily, so sweet and true Oh Emily, my love for you extends beyond a thousand miles Will see us through a thousand trials All I see and know to be right, disappear from my sight, as my adoration for you surrounds us like light.” March 1997 1997 2015 Emily at Eighteen, a beautiful sight …

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e.e. cummings changed the way I write. You are allowed to do that? I thought.  It was my first time seeing a rule breaking writer.  He wrote everything in lower case letters.  Being a bit of a rule breaker myself, I loved him instantly. “let’s live suddenly without thinking…” e e cummings I started writing when I …

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