BIRTH, SO STILL. Day 1 of A month with Yeats

  Jane Dougherty is not doing NaNoWriMo, let’s be clear about that. But she is busy doing something else equally inspiring- spending a month in the company of W.B. Yeats and asking us to join her- each day this month Jane will pick a line from a Yeats poem and write a new poem inspired […]

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FEATHERS IN FLIGHT

  Falling from new lows cawing and flapping through clouds of chaos through crowds clambering at connections now carelessly closed Doves let fly the doves open the columbarium souls have the right to flee the broken have the right to be free from this folly Flapping with frail feathers the eagle’s eating itself and the […]

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