poems
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Lesson Touring the Penn Center, St. Helena’s, SC I am wading through the dark morass of history, Beaufort at dusk fills with humid air from the swamps and the mangrove of stagnant sea water’s calm rice ponds, and the muttering old spirits, the sharp lament of crickets and the trees close in on us. The…
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yesterday, i blogged under a new theme: simply streaming: writing whatever comes to mind and posting. i’ve decided to set myself the challenge of simply streaming for 30 days starting today. of course being a writer, such posts will be edited – minimally. as someone commented on a previous blog, i rarely use capitalization when…
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i didn’t make it. thirty poems in thirty days seems to be beyond me. last year i lasted about a week. this year, i did about a total of two weeks worth but it was haphazard. some days, i wouldn’t write/post anything. two days later, i’d write/post two or three poems. the week my son…
Tichaona Chinyelu 