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Category: Poetry
Looking at the Moon After Rain
The heavy clouds are broken and blowing, And once more I can see the wide common stretching beyond the four sides of the city.From "Looking at the Moon After Rain" by Li Po I fell in love with with storms a few years ago. We could see out ove...
read moreAll Along, I Laid, Halved
My third grade self played squash. My third grade self could have continued playing squash. &nbs...
read moreOde to the Sun
Shine on, O glorious sun!And never fail to cheerMy life so dark and drear.Whene’er thou shinest bright,And show thy brilliant light,The cares I know each daySilently steal away.From Eloise Bibb Thompson's "Ode to the Sun" The sun can heal. Just ...
read moreThe Waiting
I was waiting for somethingto arrive. I didn’t know what.Something buoyed, somethingsun knocked. I placed my palmsup, little pads of butter, expecting.From Jane Wong's "The Waiting" I don't wait well. Waiting is uncomfortable. It's scary. It's p...
read moreAbout Katie
Born in Louisville. Live in Atlanta. Curious by nature. Researcher by education. Writer by practice. Grateful heart by desire.
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