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From Toilets to Big Work Machines: Preschool Obsessions and Experiences

Posted on February 25, 2010 by randomyriad

I have been so busy this week writing little responses to my preschool list. Today it was bathrooms and skyscrapers. Here is the skyscraper part. I will skip the one about bathrooms. I hear enough potty jokes everyday to last … Continue reading →

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January Bus Diary Part I

Posted on January 11, 2010 by randomyriad

1/5 As I put my quarters in the slot, the bits of hard boiled egg still floating around in my mouth taste like blood, and remind me of the broken tooth of a few weeks ago.  I walk past a … Continue reading →

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A 15 Minute Poem

Posted on December 7, 2009 by randomyriad

This is a 15 minute poem, an idea from this intriguing blog. A Cold Walk at the Lake The Air is dry and no white condensation billows out of our mouths as we talk Hunched in our layers trudging at … Continue reading →

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You Don’t Have to Date Them to Understand Them

Posted on June 29, 2009 by randomyriad

I remember one of my professors in college trying to explain to a student why we should read about characters we don’t like. It was the main character in Dostoyevski’s  “Notes from the Underground“, or was it one of Saul … Continue reading →

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Why I Write Poetry/Getting Inside Another Cocoon

Posted on June 27, 2009 by randomyriad

“I am mainly preoccupied with the world as I experience it, and at times when I would rather be dead the thought that I could never write another poem has so far stopped me. I think this is an ignoble … Continue reading →

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