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Day 18

This is the first day that I have really felt the poem not working. Not working at all. I'm not sure what happened, but I definitely didn't feel the spark today. Rachel's Day 18 Poem: To My Eight-Year-Old Son Who Hates Poetry Someone Else's Poem: Beth Ann Fennelly's "Because People Ask What My Daughter Will… Continue reading Day 18

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Day 16

It is 11:58 p.m. and I have just finished posting my Day 16 poem to the poetry forum. Talk about cutting it close. Our camping trip was a rainout after one night; we packed up this afternoon and trekked home. No bears, but the one night of camping was a good respite from real life.… Continue reading Day 16

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Day 14

This NaPoMo series has been pretty crazy. I think there will probably be a post sometime in May trying to evaluate the things I was writing about and what I learned about myself and life and everything else. But it's not May, so I'm not doing that today. Today's poem is kind of strange for… Continue reading Day 14

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Day 12

Yesterday was not a good day. I found out that my son's classmate lost her mother two weeks ago. Her mother was only 2 years older than me. I'd met her a few times at soccer games, birthday parties, all the regular stuff. She was nice. Of course her passing set me off on some… Continue reading Day 12