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BOOK OF DAYS: A POET AND NATURALIST TRIES TO FIND POETRY IN EVERY DAY
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Posted with BlogsyJanuary 22: Conversations with Trees
Kristen Lindquist
Tonight I participated in a poetry reading at the Curtis Public Library in Brunswick with five other poets and Leonard Meiselman, an artist who had filled the room with his paintings and sketches of trees. We each read pieces (written by ourselves and others) that related to trees. The diversity of voices amid the dynamic energy of the art made for an interesting program in which I was honored to take part.
My husband Paul composed this haiku in honor of our friend Gary Lawless, one of the other participating poets, who had coordinated the evening:
every man wore a grey beard--
a room full of Ents.
January 11: Last day in the Keys
Kristen Lindquist
Paul came up with another haiku today, to commemorate our morning visit to the Key West Cemetery:
Epitaph on stone
reads, "I told you I was sick."
Death gets the last laugh.
We also came upon a stone for a family's pet deer:
Later today we visited the National Key Deer NWR on Big Pine Key for the first time to see the little Key Deer, a subspecies of the (much larger) White-tailed Deer.
We once had a dog
bigger than this dark-eyed doe
and much less placid.