Hickory Nut-Picking (Hocking Hills, Ohio)
We’ll go hickory nut picking the first frost, I know. And again, I know, I won’t want to go. When it’s just too cold to get out of bed Under...
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We’ll go hickory nut picking the first frost, I know. And again, I know, I won’t want to go. When it’s just too cold to get out of bed Under...
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A fence leans westward in the wind As though cursing the beating from the sea. What keeps the fence from falling down On this narrow cape to...
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She flies in her dreams. What does it mean? Is it a glimpse of what’s to be? Or longing to be free? Free from life’s travails in the hours b...