Bringing the words to the page

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. I started writing poetry out of yearning. As a gawky, awkward teenager, I scribbled love poems into a spiral-ring notebook with an owl on the cover. To whom were these addressed? No one in particular, just some romantic dark-haired … Continued

Behind, ahead….

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. The year spins along, winding down to the last days on the calendar. In 1999, I spent New Year’s Eve alone because my boyfriend (now husband) was at the South Pole, and I wanted time to consider whether my … Continued