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On the stark, bare, claw-like limbs of the large locust tree above, a handful of crows had congregated. The sky beyond them could have come right out of a…
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Something about September has brought poetry back into my consciousness.It might be the way the amber, diffused light knocks the sharp edges off of…
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We’ve been inundated for so many months with political exclamation points. How great is it now to be able to relax a bit and let nature remind us that…
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Every Fall, I pretend to be something that I’m not. Way before the Halloween costume season, I start wearing my mask. I disguise myself as someone who…
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There’s no way I could not take a walk this morning. Aside from the intensive lobbying of my Airedale friend Ollie, the blue Kansas sky and ruby leaves of…
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Fall is a time that always reminds me of when I was a kid growing up in the developing suburbs of Memphis. I had lots of opportunities then, to roam…