Update on Earworms
********** ********** Do you know what an earworm is? It’s a song that keeps playing repeatedly in your head, even when you don’t want it to. Lately I find that […]
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Poetry
The Sun in Poetry: “In the Yellowstone”
********** In the Yellowstone Little pin-prick geysers, spitting and sputtering; Little foaming geysers, that spatter and cough; Bubbling geysers, that gurgle out of the calyx of morning glory pools; Laughing
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The Sun in Poetry: My Love
********** My Love My love has hair Like midnight, But midnight fades to dawn. My love has eyes Like starlight, But starlight fades in morn. My love has a voice
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Parkinson’s Poetry Slam
********** Parkinson’s Poetry Slam Parkinson’s Community Los Angeles sought poems written by Parkies, their caregivers, friends and family to compile into a book of poetry documenting the lives of
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Parkinson’s Poetry Contest
********** Parkinson’s Poetry Contest A couple of weeks ago, fellow Parkinson’s blogger Laura Kennedy Gould encouraged me to enter some of my poetry in a contest for people with Parkinson’s,
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The Sun in Poetry
********** I Sought the Wood in Winter I sought the wood in summer When every twig was green; The rudest boughs were tender, And buds were pink between. Light-fingered aspens
The Sun in Poetry
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Winter with the Gulf Stream The boughs, the boughs are bare enough, But earth has
The Sun in Poetry: Mildew
I’ve collected many public-domain poems which mention the sun, but this one seems appropriate for Halloween as well as for the post just before this, which mentioned the real life
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Poetry and Parkinson’s
From the desk of Eli Pollard, Executive Director, World Parkinson Coalition: Dear friends, I am emailing you today to let you know about a special Poetry and Parkinson’s event that
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The Sun in Poetry: “Calling Dreams”
Calling Dreams The right to make my dreams come true,I ask, nay, I demand of life,Nor shall fate’s deadly contrabandImpede my steps, nor countermand;Too long my heart against the groundHas
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