Facts about the Moon: Dorianne Laux’s Stunning Poem about Bearing Our Human
Losses When Even the Moon Is Leaving Us
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“Hearing the rising tide,” Rachel Carson wrote in her poetic meditation on
the ocean and the meaning of life, “there are echoes of past and future: of
the ...
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Ha, you left out the fact she sent the exact same shirt - a Beefy Ts XL - for my 13th birthday!
Yes, my mom loved that shirt. She loved bugs. I remember the time we chased a wolf spider around the kitchen because I wanted to take it to school to show to my teacher who had told me there was no spider bigger than a hand in Virginia. The two of us were leaping all over the kitchen with buckets in our hands, trying to get that spider.
You are too modest -- that is a very, very fine Stag Beetle, Nin.
Worthy of Edward Lear.
You are getting brilliant at this.
Myself I've always been partial to
Harmonia axyridis, or Lady Beetle
who made Cock Robin's shroud
with her thread and needle
in the sixth from top image in
Who Killed Cock Robin? A Mystery.
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