“Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.” – Carl Sandburg
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The Walk Ahead...
I have hiked or run on dirt trails for a number of years now so it is odd to look at dirt in a new way. 699 more words
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Pen, Sword, And Branch
Enough is enough.
Now, I don’t know about the rest of you, but Israel has always been one of my favourite countries. Sure, they were involved in a lot of wars around the Middle East, but those were never completely their fault. 647 more words
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The Literary Game
“Beware of advice—even this.” —Carl Sandburg
This message may seem a bit counter-intuitive coming from a man who runs a blog that offers writing advice, but it’s the truth – … 299 more words
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The Boypoet Remembers....
Poet: Carl Sandburg
Dates: 6 January 1878 – 22 July 1967
Title of Poem: Adelaide Crapsey
Among the bumble-bees in red-top hay, a freckled field of brown-eyed Susans dripping yellow leaves in July,
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“Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.”
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