My notebook entry. And for today a Golden Shovel poem. When You Speak of Love Food is our common ground, a universal experience. ~James Beard When you speak of love is food a nugget of your language? Is food a morsel of your soul, our connective tissue, the common thread that roots itself in the ground. Seedlings that sprout in a garden of words, our universal truths, and experience ©jone rush macculloch, (2020, draft) Consider yourself invited to the food fest. STUDENT POETRY POSTCARDSThere is still time for Student Poetry Postcards. In this time of social distancing, they might bring cheer.
I have about fifty postcards created by students. I want to sent them off to good homes for National Poetry Month. Please sign up below.
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