My husband WAS a Diamond in the Rough when we got married. There was a wonderful sparkle about him, just needed a little polishing. He was an incredible find - my diamond in the rough.
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
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Art Sun...
Be safe,
Karen
A beautiful poem!
Kathy
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.