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Added by Tom Hendricks on December 30, 2012 at 10:04pm — No Comments
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(Musea version of a poem by Celia Thaxter. Note it was the custom for St. Nick to leave a present in the child's shoe. Piccola = pick-o-la)
Poor Mother, poor Father, house maid and share cropper
and both pockets empty, except for due bills.
What can they get their little girl for Christmas.
"Piccola! Piccola! Love of my life!"
Father wrings hands and mother cries.
The bells ring carols as the family walks to church.
A snowflake falls on Piccola's…
Added by Tom Hendricks on December 20, 2012 at 9:44am — No Comments
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The answer to, and winner (if any) for, our last contest question of:
Look up starving artist in a dictionary, and you'll likely see a picture of Vincent Van Gogh. During his painting decade - he only painted for about 10 years tops (1880's) - he had little money, and all that came from his brother Theo (though for the life of me, I don't get it - Theo worked in a GALLERY and never got his Brother's work SHOWN IN THE GALLERY!) Well I divulge. Let's continue. There was one thing that…
Added by Tom Hendricks on December 11, 2012 at 10:51am — No Comments
Here’s the fourth group of Quatros
even in dreams.
over the wall.
Added by Tom Hendricks on December 8, 2012 at 10:55am — No Comments
Poems written in late November 2012
Comments welcome. [poem notes in brackets like this]
2. [Kafka-esque with hope]
Step by step
these woods get darker ...
the Moon is somewhere ...
3. [Surreal Plus]
My clock ticks
but doesn't dream.
4. [That's where they go]
So many balloons
litter the Moon!
If the window
gets morning sun
Added by Tom Hendricks on December 2, 2012 at 8:37pm — No Comments