Joy Poem

@cripfemme (7722)
United States
January 7, 2009 11:38pm CST
This poem is for local contest about joy. You're comments are most welcomed! Small things Breaks of sun in the icy mix that’s New England in winter that allow this book hound to walk or shuttle to her local library. Bookstores that don’t mind me browsing for hours, even when they ‘re aware I have no money and am merely seeking refuge from the bluster. Monthly gathering of poets geared to awaken muses despite the raw temperatures; literary sparks need not await Persephone’s return
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