The Creative Drive

The Northeast has lost millions of poems, reducing the canopy. Just a few days ago,high winds knocked a poem onto a power line A recent study found that poems increasedthe sale price of a home by close to $9,000.The years, however, have not been kind to poems. a few blocks from my house.I had notContinue reading “The Creative Drive”

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Lacquer Prints [By Messenger]

One night When there was a clear moon, I sat down To write a poem About maple trees. But the dazzle of moonlight In the ink Blinded me, And I could only write What I remembered. Therefore, on the wrapping of my poem I have inscribed your name. ~ Amy Lowell

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Hot Springs

after Robert Francis’s “Silent Poem” rain storm rock pore flow path earth crust thrust fault drip slope trough dam blue ooze tile floor stained glass sitz bath rust stain sun porch deck chair sky light gas lamp foot bridge leaf twitch dirt trail red oak white tail hoof prints moss stump wood thrush chert flakeContinue reading “Hot Springs”

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