writing
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It’s always an interesting thing, to decide that a project has gone in a completey wrong direction and the only course left is to scrub the whole thing and start again. I had done this with my debut poetry collection several times back when I thought I was writing a memoir. It still is, in
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That one time that sustained eye contact kept me from quitting, even though I really wanted to.
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At a Mardi Gras parade in Slidell, I saw her. Antheia is the goddess of swamps, flower wreaths, and human love. She is untamed beauty, friendship, nature, heat, and water. She is the perfect goddess to personify the idea of feral women in today’s society, especially in this little part of the country where the
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The deep down secret of it all Isn’t excellence, education, aspiration It is a simple inclination A persistence A perseverance A patience for availability A certain approach That requires every mundane endeavor Each task To be treated as An occasion to rise In simple terms, Keep a good attitude And be willing to do the
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A sea story and two versions of a poem about it. Which poem do you like better?
Heather Stewart Poetry 