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Poetry Friday:  Come In, Come In

11/27/2020

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Thanks to Carol at Carol’s Corner for hosting our post Thanksgiving Poetry Friday.

A couple of times a month, I participate with a group of women in the "Mud Puddle".  We write for an hour on one or two prompts.  Last Saturday, I was introduced to Pat Schneider, poet and teacher.
This poem came from watching a short video about her.
Come In, Come In

by Jone Rush MacCulloch

Come in, come in
the tea is cozied
ready to sip
We sit on the porch
​

Come in, come in
We eat toasted, buttered biscuits
mittened hands
around steamy mugs

Come in, come in
squirrels chitter
for the crumbs

in trees above

Come in, come in
We talk of daily records
reminding us been
here before - Viet Nam

Come in, come in
allow me to hold
your pain,
​catch your breath



©2020 (draft)

​Let's Welcome 2021 with a Poetry Postcard

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Did you know there are 35 days until 2020 ends? Woohoo! Let's celebrate the New Year with a New Year Postcard? In Japan, it’s called 
Nengajo, a Japanese custom of ushering in the new year.

​Please join the party.  It will be fun!

8 Comments
Carol Wilcox link
11/27/2020 10:11:42 am

A poetry group sounds wonderful! Maybe it would get me back to writing. I love the images in this poem, the steam mugs of tea, buttery biscuits, squirrels fussing in the trees. So rich!

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Michelle Kogan link
11/27/2020 10:35:40 am

Your poem begins so supportive and inviting with the repetition of Come in, come in. I like the turn/shift that you give us in the 4th stanza, and I'd like to know more about it.Thanks for the link to Pat Schneider.

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Alan j Wright link
11/27/2020 05:30:59 pm

The gentle repetition of your invitation guides your poem through each of its stanzas Jone. I have Pat Schneider's book, ' Writing Alone and with Others.' It's a favourite of mine. The unpacked final reference adds to my curiosity as a reader. Your poem possesses a soothing quality- the words a balm.

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Carol Varsalona link
11/27/2020 10:37:55 pm

Jone, I love the invitational quality of your poem. It draws me in. The last lines were not expected but needed by many in these trying tinmes:
allow me to hold
your pain

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Linda Mitchell
11/28/2020 04:27:06 am

How lovely...who wouldn't want to be part of that group? I love how the tea is already cozied and the hands are in mittens and there is therapy built into the gathering. This is a truly lovely poem, Jone.

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Mary Lee
11/28/2020 04:37:42 am

Oh, to be together on a porch sharing mugs of tea!

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janice scully link
11/28/2020 08:12:16 pm

I also loved the repetition in your poem, it was to me a bitter sweet reminder of something I can't do, be with others. Invite them in.

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Laura Purdie Salas link
11/29/2020 11:45:28 am

What a welcoming poem, Jone!

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