For someone who likes to write and communicate, I’m a very quiet person when it comes to talking. It’s much harder for me to express things verbally. Sometimes I have a hard time finding the …
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New short poem, “Untold”
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Winter In the Bones
Something in me had changed, it seemed, grown warmer and brighter with the coming cold and early dark.
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New short poem, “Lay It Down”
Thinking about forgiveness as well as gratitude this first post-Thanksgiving day. Maybe they are linked ideas, one difficult to find without the other.
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Short poem, “Keep Warm”
Exploring the thought I’ve always had about wanting to go dormant in the winter, and wake up anew in spring. But we don’t hibernate like the bears, unfortunately. So we must find the thing that …
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THROUGH MY LENS: Faces in the water
I went on an early winter hike today through the woods around Lake Bonita, a small lake on the outskirts of Moreau State Park. No boats, not even kayaks, are allowed there, though fishing is …
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New short poem, “Captive”
Another new short poem. As I anticipate the long winter coming, my thoughts and ideas turn a little chilly, too, sometimes. They creep in with the early darkness, and tend to stay awhile.
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THROUGH MY LENS: Closing time
When I first saw this place on a trip several years ago with my ex-boyfriend to his hometown, I just had to take it’s picture. I usually only fall madly in love with the facades …
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Collecting a “Red Barn in Autumn”
Soon, all that will be left to me of the farmhouse and my life there will be my memories of it.
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Short poem, “White Flag”
Some deep thoughts tonight at the week’s end.
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New poem, “Stayed”
From my short series on Instagram at #jacqlynthorne.
