| Keep on writing, for poetry changes the world, and us, forever. |
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| I write because I cannot not write - images, words pour through my veins . |
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| Poetry is life as life itself must also be: music - poetry |
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| Leaves Falling Spring leaves falling sadden me. Every breath of wind shakes green confetti from the trees. It doesn't seem we'll lose the trees - they sport new foliage daily. Still, it seems unnatural they're falling now, their soft green faces glistening with tears, eyes young, afraid. I want to rake them up, burn them before they are dry, gray feathers scattered, forgotten. copyright 2005 Live Wire Press |
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| Academy of American Poets Blue Collar Review the Ghent Reader OyaExclusive (Queen Sheba) Poetry 360 (Peter Stinson) OldPoetry.com SCPublishing (Nathan Richardson) Poetry Society of Virginia Poet Laureate of Virginia (Rita Dove) Rita Dove Poet Laureate of America (Ted lCooser) Poetry & Lit Center (Library of Congress) Poets & Writers Poetry Daily Poets Against the War Voices in Wartime Ameircan Life in Poetry |
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| To date, 2,719,433 visitors have stumbled upon this site. 5 have been delighted; 34 have made suggestions where I should go for my next vacation ... or something like that; 5 have died; 47 have required hospitalization; 1 has paid me for my services; 3 have contracted me to help them find their way into print; and I have lost 0 lawsuits arising from visits to this site. Relax - that is not meant as a challenge. No animals have been harmed in the production of this website ... except for that misquito the other night. Whatever. Hoo ahhhhhhh. Keep on writing. Poetry is life; life poetry. :?) the mindworm |
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