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Margaret, are you grieving?: Weekly Wisdom From Mr.Trollope

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Margaret, are you grieving? Monday, 31 December 2012. Weekly Wisdom From Mr.Trollope. Who does not know the way in which a man may set himself at work to gain admission into a woman's heart without addressing hardly a word to herself? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Weekly Wisdom From Mr.Trollope. Countdown to Begin Again. Weekly Wisdom From Mr. Trollope. Weekly Wisdom from Mr. Trollope. All Men Were Sailors. Weekly Wisdom From Mr. Trollope. The Once and Future Queen. View my complete profile.

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Margaret, are you grieving?: Silent Night

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Margaret, are you grieving? Monday, 17 December 2012. Children have surrounded me this week- in each instance, an act of creation; I watched children perform in a play, I looked on as my little cousin and her friends presented a puppet show at a Chanukah dinner, I saw that little girl put on a crown and become an ice princess for the day, and I was in the audience of The Nutcracker. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Weekly Wisdom From Mr.Trollope. Countdown to Begin Again. All Men Were Sailors.

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Margaret, are you grieving?: For Guenevere, after Aracelis

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Margaret, are you grieving? Tuesday, 1 January 2013. For Guenevere, after Aracelis. My heart is tangerine leaves and calligraphy,. Whole cloves and a pistachio nut,. Incunabula and skeins of lace. I wanted to write a poem for a woman, and a wife. I used to be. That would make you long to rub the fabric of my petticoats. Between two fingers,. Break a harp’s string strung with little yellow birds,. Fold paper with bone and make a crease. In my muslin rucksack I carry:. Tools for binding books.

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Margaret, are you grieving?: How the Body Approaches What it Yearns, or A Pearl

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Margaret, are you grieving? Thursday, 10 January 2013. How the Body Approaches What it Yearns, or A Pearl. When the end was near, I remember I saw a house,. Yes, a house, as I ticked off the deaths this year. The house boomed above me woven in task,. A watercolored war I drew, artist. I want to know what the body knows,. How plants are trained to work for man. And the sweet, firm pressure of grasping. Rising above touch mixed as batter,. The ribbon and the rolodex, the names of the men. How the Body Appr...

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Margaret, are you grieving?: June 2012

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Margaret, are you grieving? Monday, 18 June 2012. A Kind of Sea. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A Kind of Sea. View my complete profile. Other blogs I mourn for. Chocolates I Have Known. Drawn From My Father's Adventures. I Want To Go To There.

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Margaret, are you grieving?: Meet the Breeds

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Margaret, are you grieving? Monday, 24 December 2012. Your fur, your paws, your unbiased tongue;. Flesh and fingernails, the sweep and the scrape of introduction. Pounding the wrong way down city streets. It is body language that sings her elegy;. Friend and foe, the friction and the frisee of first touch. Instructions read: keep your palm down and. It is enchanting to meet you;. Wrists and ribbons, the perfume and the clasp of ownership. Imagined arms, legs wrapped around. 29 December 2012 at 10:43.

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Margaret, are you grieving?: December 2012

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Margaret, are you grieving? Monday, 31 December 2012. Weekly Wisdom From Mr.Trollope. Who does not know the way in which a man may set himself at work to gain admission into a woman's heart without addressing hardly a word to herself? Countdown to Begin Again. On that night a couple of nights after Christmas, when there was a storm, I turned to my computer to play me some music. I was searching for a song, something so righ. So I could share. I was pleased to encounter this. Monday, 24 December 2012.

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Margaret, are you grieving?: Weekly Wisdom From Mr. Trollope

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Margaret, are you grieving? Monday, 24 December 2012. Weekly Wisdom From Mr. Trollope. Love desires an equal.". Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Weekly Wisdom From Mr.Trollope. Countdown to Begin Again. Weekly Wisdom From Mr. Trollope. Weekly Wisdom from Mr. Trollope. All Men Were Sailors. Weekly Wisdom From Mr. Trollope. The Once and Future Queen. View my complete profile. Other blogs I mourn for. Chocolates I Have Known. Drawn From My Father's Adventures. I Want To Go To There.

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Margaret, are you grieving?: January 2013

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Margaret, are you grieving? Friday, 11 January 2013. Weekly Wisdom from Mr. Trollope. Power and will are the gifts a woman most loves in a man.". Thursday, 10 January 2013. How the Body Approaches What it Yearns, or A Pearl. When the end was near, I remember I saw a house,. Yes, a house, as I ticked off the deaths this year. The house boomed above me woven in task,. A watercolored war I drew, artist. I want to know what the body knows,. How plants are trained to work for man. Of a vapor in my torso.

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Margaret, are you grieving?: Weekly Wisdom from Mr. Trollope

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Margaret, are you grieving? Thursday, 14 February 2013. Weekly Wisdom from Mr. Trollope. You must like the soft twilight, and the long evenings when we shall be alone; and you must read to me the books I love, and you must not teach me to think that the world is hard, and dry, and cruel- not yet." - The Small House at Allington. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Weekly Wisdom from Mr. Trollope. Holding Hands is a Lovely Thing. View my complete profile. Other blogs I mourn for. Chocolates I Have Known.