The Sun Magazine arrived yesterday and this poem stayed on the kitchen counter all day. As I went back and forth throughout the house I stopped and read it, again and again. I've looked for more work by Cordaro and found her debut here in The Apple Valley Review.
Verb: meanders a circuitous journey, especially an aimless one. Noun: (of a speaker or text) proceed aimlessly or with little purpose; (of a person) wander at random. Orgin late 16th century (as a noun): from Latin maeander, from Greek Maiandros, the name of a river. (A favorite -- A meander is one of a series of regular sinuous curves, bends, loops, turns, or windings in the channel of a river, stream, or other watercourse.)
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Tuesday, December 1, 2020
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The Fourth Test
It sounds impressive, but really it's just another test as I try to reactivate my blog. Let me know if it works. Did you get an email re...
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Jerry and I were at Living Room Coffee and Kitchen this morning in Maplewood, between an appointment and an errand. We’re on a search for “o...
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Tomorrow is our 39th wedding anniversary. We will be going to Springfield to the Illinois State Fair. I believe the this is the Butter Sculp...
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The weather has been cool, the air dry and clear. We have had two or three days where we've had the windows open all day, and we have wo...
