Memory in the Meadow
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Live Poets at Soul Food
The Dead Poets Society met in a cave to read and share verse. This group is for poets who are very much alive, who have words running, pulsating through their veins. From an outside landscape that can be harsh and barren, we come together in this nurturing, verdant oasis; fellow wanderers, wonderers, sharing our words.
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
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The Soul Food Hermitage Store is the place where travellers, who plan to travel lightly, can stop to buy some supplies. The Messenger and Tote bags are perfect
for carrying your journal, scissors, glue and pens. Buy one and you will be ready to write anywhere, be it at the local coffee shop or while waiting for an appointment.
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- Maya's Rainbird
- WELCOME MAYA!!!
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Words to salivate over, those two lines! 'Sierra shadow kiss' Delicious. I suffer without mountains, I don't want to ever try and live without them again. These, done from memory and so who knows how accurately, are in the Cache National Forest, above Logan, Utah. Rockies not Sierras, but close enough for memories sake.
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