—Poetry by Kathy Kieth, Diamond Springs, CA
—Public Domain Photos Courtesy of Kathy Kieth
WHEN TURKEYS WERE CLAY
Smell of warm wet wool over squeaky
muddy rubber boots: peckish first-graders
cooped up, restless in November rain.
Cool white ceramic turkeys nestle
in small hands as cheap brushes feather
poster paint in neon globs and patches.
None of us had ever seen turkeys, so we
made them up, leaving fan-tailed rainbows
leaping over dusty paper towels. . .
(prev. pub. in Medusa’s Kitchen, 11/24/05—
Smell of warm wet wool over squeaky
muddy rubber boots: peckish first-graders
cooped up, restless in November rain.
Cool white ceramic turkeys nestle
in small hands as cheap brushes feather
poster paint in neon globs and patches.
None of us had ever seen turkeys, so we
made them up, leaving fan-tailed rainbows
leaping over dusty paper towels. . .
(prev. pub. in Medusa’s Kitchen, 11/24/05—
yes, 20 years ago!)
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Today’s LittleNip:
I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again”.
―Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland / Through the Looking-Glass
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My challenges here at home have not been resolved yet, so I’m going to take some more time off—probably until the first of the year. May the holiday season treat you splendidly (it that’s a word)—take care of yourselves, give thanks for what you have, and keep writing!
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—Medusa
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Today’s LittleNip:
I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again”.
―Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland / Through the Looking-Glass
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My challenges here at home have not been resolved yet, so I’m going to take some more time off—probably until the first of the year. May the holiday season treat you splendidly (it that’s a word)—take care of yourselves, give thanks for what you have, and keep writing!
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—Medusa
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