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This trip is my 50th birthday present to myself. And I feel so ashamed about that right now. I have a long list of places I wanted to see–Tate Modern,…
I look out at my garden these days and drink it in, knowing that by Saturday morning it will likely be gone. All that work in September. Worth every bit…
These are re-written lyrics to the 1998 Nields song “Last Kisses.” David Nields, who wrote the song, has given me permission to revision this for 2020. My poem #2. We…