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Poetry Friday Roundups
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July
3 Michelle at More Art 4 All
10 Jan at Bookseedstudio
17 Jill at Jill Dailey
24 Tanita at {fiction, instead of lies}
31 Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference -
August
7 Ruth at there is no such thing as a God-forsaken town
14 Molly at Nix the Comfort Zone
21 Denise at Dare to Care
28 Mona at Mona Voelkel -
September
4 Patricia at Reverie
11 Linda at TeacherDance
18 Carol at Beyond LiteracyLink
25 Tricia at The Miss Rumphius Effect -
October
2 Margaret at Reflections on the Teche
9 Jama at Jama's Alphabet Soup
16 Rose at Imagine the Possibilities
23 Tracey at Tangles and Tails
30 Jone at Jone Rush MacCulloch -
November
6 Joyce at Joyce Uglow Author
13 Carol at The Apples in My Orchard
20 Robyn at Life on the Deckle Edge
27 Jane at Rain City Librarian -
December
4 Irene at Live Your Poem
11 Karen at Karen Edmisten*
18 Linda at Another Word Edgewise
25 Amy at The Poem Farm
Author Archives: rosecappelli
Poetry Friday: Write Bites
Happy Poetry Friday! On Wednesday I completed a series of three small online writing workshops with poets extraordinaire Georgia Heard and Ralph Fletcher. They were offered through Georgia’s Poet’s Studio. Titled “Write Bites,” the sessions were just 45-50 minutes in … Continue reading
Poetry Friday: A Special Gift
It’s Poetry Friday! I had a houseful of family for Thanksgiving – just the kind of holiday I love. My niece, who had just gotten in from a quick trip to Florence, arrived with a beautiful shawl for me. It … Continue reading
Poetry Friday: Packing Up Autumn
It’s Poetry Friday! I was prompted recently to reread Out of the Dust by Karen Hesse, remembering the powerful list poem near the end, “Thanksgiving List.” I remember thinking the first time I read it how uplifting it was that … Continue reading
Poetry Friday: Perhaps
It’s Poetry Friday! The leaves of the cherry tree in our back yard usually turn a fiery orange. That lasts about a week or so, then they all drop at once, sometimes seemingly overnight. But this year is different. The … Continue reading
Poetry Friday: Aftermath
There is no time for despair, no place for self-pity, no need for silence, no room for fear. We speak, we write, we do language. That is how civilizations heal. -Toni Morrison This isn’t the post I was expecting to … Continue reading