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member name: Jennifer K.
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October 16, 2006 04:01 PM EDT --
spatter
a thousand pictures
smashing my fingers
into pastel piles of muss
smear you onto
my walls
squeeze tubes of acrylics
buckets jars of chunky mud
color and smell divine
smatter you
across silk
belying . . .
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October 19, 2006 09:23 AM EDT --
clouds, the day
after the day of light
and the mist rose
from the earth
and the rain fell
upon it
dampen the blows
and to magnify the
unrest below
now calm
quietude before
the loud noises
soon to
follow . . .
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September 21, 2007 01:33 AM EDT --
Tonight our beloved Reisha was hit and killed instantly by a car. In fifteen short minutes from the moment I last saw her, wandering about in my new landlord's home, she was gone. Other . . .
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January 15, 2007 01:23 PM EST --
Smirks And Snowflakes
right now
she roams
through the kitchen
leaving dolloped
tears
staging whimpers
before
her big sister
who smirks
her tiny
piggy-tailed braids
wrapped
in yellow
(her fwavewit cowor) . . .
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August 01, 2007 11:07 AM EDT --
I found a new spot. I could not call it a hiking spot, but a sanctuary. I always have known this spot existed. There are some undercurrents in the pond and the ice that forms on . . .
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July 29, 2007 11:32 PM EDT --
As the initial excitement of spring wears away, and I find myself in the heat in these woods, I sometimes feel guilty that my time here seems like a responsibility to me...to you...to Mother Nature. . . .
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September 12, 2007 11:13 PM EDT --
I am done with this little break! Can I just say I loved my morning?
Well I loved my morning this morning and I never love mornings. Part of the reason was caused by this:
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September 24, 2007 02:21 AM EDT --
Many moons ago I had a friend who, like myself, had a passion for gardening. That might not mean much, but in these parts it means alot when it is the suburbs, and most women have "careers"; . . .
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October 11, 2007 01:43 AM EDT --
Well I am currently camera-less. I don't know what that means to you, but damn it sure means something to me. I mean...really!? How does one lose a digital camera? I have some . . .
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September 03, 2007 08:59 PM EDT --
We went for a little jaunt today. Miss Jocelyn wanted to play at the playground, but I wanted to hike, so we compromised and found a spot that could accommodate both of us!
The color in this . . .
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September 30, 2007 10:17 PM EDT --
I decided to run away today. I ran down the new deck staircase, drove along the double yellow lines, straight across town, into a small town where I once lived, which still preserves the very essence . . .
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September 10, 2007 08:12 PM EDT --
I returned to my Secret Hiking Spot today. I like watching places as the seasons pass, I think it is so cool. I have gone twice over the last three days, trying to groove with all the change . . .
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November 03, 2007 04:28 AM EDT --
I have romanced and been romanced by the area forests around the Wayside Inn. I have peaced out with other poets on Poet's Rock, and cleared my mind on the glacial weather-worn stones.
Barefoot! . . .
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November 04, 2007 01:48 AM EST --
I know, I know, enough about the place, right? Well, O.K., but right after I show you a few more photos.
Check out the first photo essay HERE.
And the second photo essay, posted yesterday, . . .
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