Tag: love
member name: Kathryn Esplin-Oleski
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April 26, 2006 12:09 AM EDT --
You,
go ahead
push open the gates
they're not locked
they're waiting for you
You,
who years ago
betrayed me with a kiss
a lie, cheated and lay with her
You,
look in the mirror
and heal thyself . . .
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April 11, 2007 08:11 AM EDT --
There's so much to say; yet, so little we've said.
We do not talk, you and I. There's that hush, the chill that surrounds the air we breathe. It used to be different, so very long ago. . . .
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October 26, 2008 06:07 PM EDT --
I was 19 and you, 21: full of Baudelaire, Rimbaud and Apollonaire at Montagne's Bistro drinking Slibovice, we imagined we were Revolutionaries side by side with Papa and Gertrude, ignoring the obvious . . .
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July 22, 2007 02:26 AM EDT --
when love dies, is no longer
I remember our salad days
ripe, ready for plucking
long nights, slathering, contorting
believing it forever -
we asked how many times
do people make love before they tire of . . .
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June 29, 2007 06:35 PM EDT --
Gosling, come. Gosling, come nestle under my wing.
Mother, will you protect me?
Gosling, I will. I will shelter you from storms and from those who would eat you or hunt you..
Mother, will you show . . .
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June 07, 2006 12:34 AM EDT --
There's so much to say, so little we've said.
We do not talk, you and I. There's that hush, that chill that surrounds the air we breathe; it used to be different, long ago.
I could start . . .
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November 05, 2006 08:53 AM EST --
How I love this time of year…
cinnamon apple potpourri
roasted turkey, cranberries,
squash, apple pie a la mode;
Wind kicks up,
lifts leaves on the ground,
cold sun blows apples to your cheeks . . .
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August 02, 2007 05:01 PM EDT --
There's so much to say; yet, so little we've said.
We do not talk, you and I. There's that hush, the chill that surrounds the air we breathe. It used to be different, so very long ago. . . .
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April 02, 2008 01:05 AM EDT --
Welcome to Wednesday Writing Essentials. Today, April 2nd is OPEN.
Schedule:
April 9th: OPEN
April 16th: OPEN
But first a word about what OPEN means. . . .
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August 13, 2008 07:18 PM EDT --
Featured:
No More
by Faith H.
I Will Ride The Magical Horse
by Elsie Duggan
The sunchasers
by poddar . . .
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July 22, 2007 11:01 PM EDT --
those years are gone, Daddy,
when you didn't return from Mexico,
hiking in Acapulco, the moment that took your heart,
stopped, dead, middle of night;
your wife, my stepmother, a suspect, the Mexican . . .
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January 18, 2006 02:06 AM EST --
My husband of 20 years talks about getting a divorce.
This is not a new theme, but one that has recurred every few years. It is also something I don't take all that seriously, because he is not a . . .
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April 04, 2006 12:18 AM EDT --
She was 14 when the Nazis came in the middle of the night to take her father and hang him in the street. Decades later, she saw a photo of him in a book about the occupation.
* . . .
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April 05, 2006 11:10 AM EDT --
A Vermont National Guardsman killed last week in Afghanistan was killed by friendly fire, the Boston Globe reported today. Master Sergeant John Thomas Stone, 52, was struck in the torso by small-arms fire . . .
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May 11, 2006 10:58 AM EDT --
I used to wonder when the world would end. I hoped that it would.
I'm referring to my father's remarriage to my stepmother. It was a nightmare for the entire time between the beginning of the . . .
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May 15, 2006 05:03 AM EDT --
When I was four, we went to Sears. You wore seamed stockings, a black dress and a hat with a veil.
All I ever wanted was to try on dresses.
When I was six, I went to kindergarten.
All I ever wanted . . .
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October 23, 2006 08:11 PM EDT --
"First of all, you need a pre-marital exam. The doctor will insert his thumb and stretch your hymen. "
This my grandmother dutifully told my mother before her wedding in 1945; this, . . .
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May 30, 2007 02:05 AM EDT --
I've been a cat lover all my life. Witness myself reincarnated as Cheddar, a girlie boy if ever there were one. I've always believed cats possessed some genuine feelings for us humans.
Now, however, . . .
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June 19, 2007 01:23 AM EDT --
Mrs. Robinson, I love That Thing You Do,
It's your Black Magic that gives me Satisfaction,
Wild Horses cannot bring back Yesterday
Where our love was an Unchained Melody
I Can't Help Falling in . . .
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June 30, 2007 11:00 PM EDT --
Fecundity passes; I watch rosy youth bust out, looking for sensual healing; youths laugh, lean into one another and tilt their heads, just so - they hold hands, they're in their salad days, callow, . . .
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