Yesterday I read this poem aloud for you and today, here it is in writing. It’s about self-isolation for a broken heart. Feel free to share it in full or in part. You Live Here A view with a room, pale blue which does no harm. A window darkened with much looking. In this room […]
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It’s World Poetry Day, and I’m going to read you an old poem that I find very soothing.
It’s about a different kind of self-isolation. Not for COVID-19 but for a bruised heart.
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Illogical hypocritical me: old person going to Womad New Zealand In a global corn a virus pandemic.
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Celebrating my birthday was a perfect excuse for six sisters to get together. This is a story of happiness at 80.
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Tip from a 78-year-old: Be grateful for every good thing that is in your life, in spite of limitations that may arrive.
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