Protected: A practice poem
April 28th, 2008
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- When grief ages
- There were also lobster rolls
- What I learned in Wellfleet
- I’m back in business
- Holding it in my hand
- a little pregnant
- After Words
- Aubergine
- Book of Kells
- Coffee-Stained Clarity
- durable pigments
- Eat. Shoot. Blog (formerly: Light. Sweet. Crude.)
- falling down is also a gift
- Flotsam
- from here to there and back
- Jillypoet
- Julia
- Momster
- Poet Mom
- Raising WEG
- Sharp Sand
- These Days in French Life
- Uppercase Woman
- Writing as Jo(e)
- {my topography}
- Acadamy of American Poets
- Duotrope’s Digest
- Luna Park
- Poetry Daily
- Poets & Writers
- Poets Who Blog
- Read Write Poem
What are magpie days?
July tastes like…
school vacation. Heat. Humidity. Hanging geraniums tumbling off the balcony. The memory of five days on Cape Cod finding an unexpected tribe, getting extraordinary encouragement, and believing again that I can do powerful things with words. Words. July tastes like words.
The last thing I said
Always on my virtual bedside table
Care and feeding of a writer
Newly discovering
I write about…
I wrote about…
