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Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Care ear

I have another poem up at the Camel Saloon.

Many thanks and much kindness to Russell Streur.

11 comments:

  1. Wonderful poem! Your writing continues to surprise me.

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  2. A very fine poem, Rachel. Like a novel in a teacup.

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  3. You've captured an experience that every child must have: admiring a parent or a grandparent and wanting to be just like them without really understanding what it means to be them. Trying on their hat (shoes/work gloves) just isn't enough, but I think we've all done it.

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  4. My nannan was a remarkable and formidable woman, Helen. Putting on her hat was as near as I ever got to being like her. She did say I had a way with words though and nicknamed me "Razor" for my wit :)

    I'm glad the poem connected with you.

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  5. Hey, cheers, Parrish :) I like your blog, thanks for visiting mine.

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  6. Tried to leave a message there, PL, but fluffed it, so I was saying what cool taste in fiction you have! Nude's an excellent collection :)

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  7. Thanks for the visit, I got your comment on Nude, sorry if you had a problem leaving it, will check it out, thanks.
    Parrish.

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