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Poem 291 – The Ordinary & Last Day to Register for ‘Harvesting Time’ Virtual Workshop

The Ordinary It is truethese ordinary thingsthe desk lampthe folding tablethe mismatched cutleryheave home into my every day I may not take them with mebut their constant being gives me comfort These ordinary things…the brown roofthe molting porchthe tired front doorembrace me like shared skinit is true The extra in ordinary is the way itholds… Continue reading Poem 291 – The Ordinary & Last Day to Register for ‘Harvesting Time’ Virtual Workshop