poetry
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Winter is here. I’ve been listening to a lot of music during this transitional time in my life. I’m actually pretty basic in terms of taste. I don’t know much about tempo and bridges and measures and other music related words. I listen to find solace in lyrics; the poetry. Florence and the Machine is
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I love the quality of light After a night of snow Blue and yellow Blended through magic water Beauty is here for you to unpuzzle Fractals upon fractals of it Beauty… and turtles all the way down
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Jenny Jenkins lives on Octopus Avenue just outside of Topeka, Kansas. Her purple house stands tall at the end of a narrow lane. It’s an old Victorian which is remarkable for Kansas considering all the tornados. Perhaps it was because the house sat at a high point of elevation for Kansas, 40 feet. Jenny inherited
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