Poetry on the Square making a return engagement!: One visit to my old house and you know how much I love poetry. My library is full of poetry books, including my dad’s collection, and my kitchen cupboards are covered in poems taped up for easy viewing. Sometimes guests just spend hours reading the poems in the kitchen! Perhaps loving poetry so much is a curse as well as a blessing. My conversations are dotted with such lines as, “Well, you know what Emily Dickinson once said,” or “It is such a Poe night, isn’t it?” Luckily my friends either know when to respond or when to ignore my lust for poetry.
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Farewell, Mom.
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