Dawn breathes an invitation and Rumi’s words taunt me: Do not go back to sleep. I am loathe to greet the day – not that I despise its arrival, rather that waking has become laborious since the onset of chronic illness. Daughter of a military man, I am conditioned to rise before the sun, have […]
Does the moon envysun’s glorified reign –(gender inferred) Sons were sunin my family,we women lunar Father straddledthe two – a secretwe fought to suppress Fluidity of pronounsnon-existantin formative years. (Image my own)
I feel deeply honoured to be part of September’s issue of Tangled Locks Journal. Thank you to Teresa Berkowitz for accepting my poem, “Feline”. Please visit me there, and take a moment to peruse all the writing: you won’t be disappointed. Tangled Locks Journal is published quarterly. Information for how to get involved is available […]
Gorgeous they are 🙂
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Yes, they are!
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Beautiful and cheerful!
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Thanks
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Welcome!
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love all the happy pink!
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Isn’t it marvellous. Thanks Wendi. Hope you are keeping well.
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yes, it is absolutely marvelous. 🙂
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Beautiful magnolias! I had the big white ones when I lived in Virginia.
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They are quite spectacular…and messy, lol.
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You’re right! My husband used to complain mightily about having to clean up after them.
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There is a native Magnolia in Massachusetts on Cape Ann, and the town of Magnolia is named that because the local species were found there. It’s on the small side compared to the large specimens we usually think of as being Magnolia.
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Must be beautiful – a part of the world I haven’t visited yet.
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Those are really pretty! Well done! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks. This was before the snow, lol.
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