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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![]() 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! 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! 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. 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. 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:
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.
Mary Lee
11/28/2020 04:37:42 am
Oh, to be together on a porch sharing mugs of tea! 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. Comments are closed.
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