After Ambling with a Friend
After Ambling with a FriendYou were the fruitin her carriage;the burl in a forming family tree.The universe withdrew your roots, once knotted with her land- and the bumble of bees dried up; emeralds...
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you might be able to let go of this one it[it] broke the juncture it rode with;maybe (and) rolled over her soulin such a small place just seemed as if a few too many but pay me no mind I am not the...
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Thank you, Dorothy. Your edit suggestions are good.I've clipped it a bit.Peace,Yoly
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i like this very much - the opening images are just wonderful. i just read a poem by Nancy Henry where her "soul" (not sure what else to call it) begs with God to be born, like a child begging to go...
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Hi PJ-Thank you for your very kind words.I google Nancy Henry and could not find that poem.Is there a link with that poem in it?Peace,Yoly
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no, I bought her book in a local bookstore. you can get it online here:www.shelteringpinespress....rLady.htmlfrom east to west: j. lineberger, y. calderon-horn, g. wallace and more
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Wonderful images in thismoving poem of yours. I love this:"emeraldsdowngraded to pale pebbles, that have turned up on the beach, where she imagined you in your fathers floppy-fishing hat, making...
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