‘Blur’ and Other Poems by Anna J. Arredondo
Blur The seconds tick, the minutes race, __The hours fly, __The days flash by, The weeks go at a ...
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I didn't say it, Kip, nor would I ever. All your professional career has been in deep touch with the…
Many thanks, Adam. I appreciate your comments. And yes -- in some poems the meaning is central and determinative, and…
Thank you, Adam. I'm glad the poem (and the photograph!) conjured up memories for you.
Who said that this wasn't my kind of thing? Farmers fail every day, all the more a sign that we…
Claudia, Are you able to take a picture of the poem with your phone? Then you could upload the picture…
