I’m happy to report that once again I’ll be reading some of my poems this coming weekend at the fall Bedlam Farm Open House, Sat. and Sun., 10/7 and 10/8. I missed the June one, …
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Poetry Reading at the Bedlam Farm Open House
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THROUGH MY LENS: secret’s out
I look forward to finding him.., not very well camouflaged, but still trying to hide in plain sight.
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Monarch Season: Feeling Reborn
They have helped me wake up, and come back to myself again.
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THROUGH MY LENS: the little things
Sometimes that is the way of nature, I know, some things are born and survive, and some simply don't.
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Here, at Summer’s End
Instead of getting weary... I'm waking up. Coming out of that strange sort of summer sleepwalk, emerging like a hibernating bear of southern latitudes.
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FRESH OFF THE PAGE: thrum
for an endless instant, to stop, this miracle in motion, nature’s hidden, fragile light, beautiful and boundless...
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THROUGH MY LENS: cat fancies
Animals always help fulfill some need or purpose in our lives. What intangibles they give to us and that we give to them, is a bit of a mystery.
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THROUGH MY LENS: feet first
He always seems to know when I take my shoes and socks off- hearing the telltale swishing sounds from across the house- and comes rushing in to find me.
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The Christmas Owl, Part 2: Free at Last
I feel more connected to the night now, less alone in it. I feel like I even see it through different eyes.
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The Christmas Owl
I didn't quite know what to do next. I'd been preparing myself for possibly having to end his suffering... I hadn't thought much about what I would do if he lived.
Jacqlyn Thorne 