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Morning Poem, January 30, 2020

Posted on January 30, 2020 by

Now comes the snow At last, a covering Or so we will hope On this grey day . All that is broken and dead All that the turning of the earth Has cast aside Will disappear . And all will … Continue reading →

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How to Write Poetry

Posted on November 3, 2019 by

You must make the words roar like the ocean The reader has to hear them.  Not the syllabic pronunciation, But the noise of them.  The whisper and the moan. The words must hit so hard that they make the reader … Continue reading →

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How to Write Poetry

Posted on November 2, 2019 by

You must make the words roar like the ocean The reader has to hear them.  Not the syllabic pronunciation, But the noise of them.  The whisper and the moan. The words must hit so hard that they make the reader … Continue reading →

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The Old Mansion in Town

Posted on September 5, 2019 by

If the house could be said to have had a golden age, this was it.  The Phillips girls were all handsome and well dressed and they navigated the Walhonde High School social scene with aristocratic grace and confidence. In the … Continue reading →

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Waking in The Eifel Uplands

Posted on December 13, 2018 by

Rachel woke early and saw that the window beside her bed stood halfway open and a pitcher and basin and soap and towels had been put on the marble-topped dresser.   The long woolens she had bought yesterday in Brussels had … Continue reading →

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Facing David Dunnigan

Posted on November 28, 2018 by

Rachel stood by the tall windows and looked out onto the river in the late twilight.  On this winter evening the river would remain grey as the sky until nightfall when it would shine black as the wet pelt of … Continue reading →

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After the Storm

Posted on November 27, 2018 by

Posted on November 26, 2018by labeak52 Readers;  If you are a regular reader of this blog, you know that I have been working for quite some time on a novel that features a woman by the name of Rachel Thompson as the … Continue reading →

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In The Eifel Uplands

Posted on November 17, 2018 by

She wakened and looked at the clock on the hotel night stand. Ten a.m. Three in the morning her time, yet she felt rested. Had she overslept? Were the others already on their way? She saw the blinking light on … Continue reading →

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In The Eifel Uplands

Posted on November 16, 2018 by

She wakened and looked at the clock on the hotel night stand. Ten a.m. Three in the morning her time, yet she felt rested. Had she overslept? Were the others already on their way? She saw the blinking light on … Continue reading →

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Arrival in Brussels

Posted on November 15, 2018 by

The strange sky, the flat horizon, the north wind, the languages being spoken by the workmen attending the plane.    The ten-foot-high walls of bladed snow along the edges of the runways and the gigantic, orange snowplows and trucks at rest … Continue reading →

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