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Hagland

The crone arrives like an undesired lover
leaving
the shape of my body
mutating.

Like an adolescent girl, I sense
changes
within:
unsought losses, unclear gifts. 34 more words

Poetry

Mistakes

This poem was written a long time before I decided that I would post it, sometimes when I write stuff I want to hold on to it for one reason or another. 77 more words

Talking Floorboards

November - A Poem About the School Year

I spent most of my life living the rhythms of the school year. November was always difficult. Here’s a poem I wrote a number of years ago when I was still teaching. 78 more words

Teaching Writing

perspective

perspective

it had been so long
since i’d looked through
the attic window, i
spent the whole day there.

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In contrast, a seemingly simple poem from (again) many years ago.  22 more words

Poetry

Soldier Susan

Many years ago, looking at my tendancy towards martydom in the face of emotional abuse, I wrote this poem. Somehow, this week it feels appropriate to post it. 132 more words

Old Poetry

November Meeting

Grey skies
bare branches
cold enough
to keep us indoors.

Fluorescent blue light
cluttered space
silence sitting
dully waiting.

Poetry

Don't Fear

I used to have a lot of fear and worry when I was little, so I drummed up this poem at the top of my mind to remind myself that everything will be okay, no matter what happens. 87 more words

Angela Kay