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NaPoWriMo on The Poplar Grove Muse

This month Women Writing for (a) Change-Bloomington poets are participating in National Poetry Writing Month.  Every day we will offer up a new  poem by a writer in our community.  Check back after 6:00pm for the Prompt of the Day and the selected... Read More

NAPOWRIMO on the Poplar Grove Muse

This month Women Writing for (a) Change-Bloomington poets are participating in National Poetry Writing Month.  Every day we will offer up a new  poem by a writer in our community.  Check back after 6:00pm for the Prompt of the Day and the selected... Read More

Welcome to NAPOWRIMO on the Poplar Grove Muse

This month Women Writing for (a) Change-Bloomington poets are participating in National Poetry Writing Month.  Every day we will offer up a new  poem by a writer in our community.  Check back after 6:00pm for the Prompt of the Day and the selected... Read More

Welcome to NAPOWRIMO on the Poplar Grove Muse

This month Women Writing for (a) Change-Bloomington poets are participating in National Poetry Writing Month.  Every day we will offer up a new  poem by a writer in our community.  Check back after 6:00pm for the Prompt of the Day and the selected... Read More

Welcome to NAPOWRIMO on the Poplar Grove Muse

This month Women Writing for (a) Change-Bloomington poets are participating in National Poetry Writing Month.  Every day we will offer up a new  poem by a writer in our community.  Check back after 6:00pm for the Prompt of the Day and... Read More

Welcome to NAPOWRIMO on the Poplar Grove Muse

This month Women Writing for (a) Change-Bloomington poets are participating in National Poetry Writing Month.  Every day we will offer up a new  poem by a writer in our community.  Check back after 6:00pm for the Prompt of the Day and... Read More

Tasty Kisses in January

The last time I visited my mom in Southeastern Indiana, she told me that the Amish had dropped by a few days before and serenaded her with Christmas carols. They’d also left her a container of ambrosia, if I’d like... Read More

My Grandmother’s Hands

    You must come back, as your grandmother did, from “Dandelion Greens” ~Jane Flanders     My grandmother’s hands raised four children. To me her hands were delicate looking, tiny hands, slim fingers, nails trimmed to a sharp point... Read More

Stubborn Artifacts of Existence

Not long ago, I noticed a crack in my mother’s Vintage Ekco Chromium Plated Black Handle 11-3/8″ Slotted Spatula Flipper USA, a fissure running out from the pressure point created by one of two steel studs affixing blade to handle.... Read More

This Winter Moon

This winter moon pulls back veils of darkness asks we do the same I dream a tall house with many cluttered rooms full of charmed possibility On the edge of understanding I delight in an Escher-like stair climb See patterned... Read More