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Whispers
WHISPERS of ETERNAL SILENCE and REASON for Caroline Randsdell It is a journey; ordinary yet predictably unknown. Took 26 Springs to bloom; countless celebrations to fail, so many sweet failures to...
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Snow in Kentucky
Snow… It is an interesting phenomena: creates its own reality and changes everything as it spreads its sheet all over the earth. Snow creates its own reality. A reality that is very different than any...
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Snowdrops
Suddenly one morning, if your day does not shine on you with a snowflake on your window, bursting you into tears or screams to capture it somehow; if your heart does not pound at the sight of a rainbow...
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Promise Kentucky
It is a sincere April day in Kentucky, neither hiding its rage nor pretending the non-existence of its warm. Life outside my window is watching me, wondering… Lamentations of the Heart is a symphony I...
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The Blur
It rained all night… Climbing the steps in the Devil’s Gulch, I saw the tears roll down the leaves of the hemlock. Ferns asked, I could not answer… Could have said, “I am not the one who knows why.”...
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The Dew-Drop
“Love is not a victory march” sings the radio… The rain outside the window shivers with the glow of the street lights; and, the sky acts as if it is dark only until someone pulls the cover off from its...
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An Evening in Oxford, Ohio
It is almost time for the sunset to arrive… The trees on the sidewalk are nodding their heads in their infinite wisdom. The nod just happens to rhyme with the evening wind. This is an old town. The...
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It is weekend. Take the day off today. Bring all your worldly worries… The mountain will inhale them all, … and then release it to the brisk air through the brave hands of the oak … Bring all your...
View ArticleArete’s Word
Don’t sicken the calm who knows the storm! *** I have thousands of Alstroemerias rushing down my eyes, Tons of rainbows running through my veins, Letters from hundred monasteries, A touch on my...
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