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		<title>Joy in the Labor</title>
		<link>http://www.eyejunkie.com/blog/2011/11/joy-in-the-labor/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Nov 2011 17:14:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[12 Days of Thanksgiving: DAY 10 I read this poem from the American Life in Poetry project last week and I&#8217;ve been thinking about it ever since. I love the phrase &#8220;to claim a place in the bounty of earth.&#8221; Isn&#8217;t that what we really find ourselves about so many times? Claiming a place of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Seeds</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2011 14:20:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A journey through a pasture is always an adventure. I have some experience in this. The wide open space with grasses of every flavor blowing becomes ripe for imagination regardless of the direction you&#8217;re traveling. In Spring and Summer, when the grasses are sharing their wealth and putting out seeds, you can&#8217;t help but walk [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Flying Light</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Aug 2010 14:29:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today is Little Drummer Boy&#8217;s first day of &#8220;big school&#8221; kindergarten. We&#8217;ve been anticipating it and talking about it all summer, and the big day finally arrived. It&#8217;s really just one more episode in a thousand new things LDB has been experiencing. When you are young, change seems so much more acceptable for some reason. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Shape of the World</title>
		<link>http://www.eyejunkie.com/blog/2010/05/the-shape-of-the-world/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 27 May 2010 14:32:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve been holding on to this installment of the American Life in Poetry project in my inbox for some time now&#8211;from back in September of last year. I was so moved by the picture of hard work, of changing the landscape, of observing the motion of change. I just couldn&#8217;t let go of it, but [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Tues Ten 051110: Poems I&#8217;m Reading</title>
		<link>http://www.eyejunkie.com/blog/2010/05/tues-ten-051110-poems-im-reading/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 May 2010 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>eyejunkie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[For some reason lately, I&#8217;ve been reading more poetry. Maybe it was the whole Poetry Month thing. I&#8217;ve been revisiting some of the poems that I&#8217;ve enjoyed over the years and experiencing some new ones from poets I&#8217;m not quite as familiar with. There is something about a well-turned phrase that just gets my Junkie [...]]]></description>
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		<title>In a Wildflower</title>
		<link>http://www.eyejunkie.com/blog/2010/05/in-a-wildflower/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 May 2010 14:00:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>eyejunkie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand And eternity in an hour. (William Blake) These first four lines are likely the most recognized of William Blake&#8217;s much longer rhyming treatise on nature&#8217;s lessons and need for protection alongside [...]]]></description>
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		<title>My Yellow Bowl is Green</title>
		<link>http://www.eyejunkie.com/blog/2010/04/my-yellow-bowl-is-green/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Apr 2010 16:21:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>eyejunkie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[This weekly installment from the American Life in Poetry Project dropped into my inBox yesterday. It was a busy day after a busy weekend after a busy week before. My emotions were stretched and frayed from the stuff of life. I was having a hard time concentrating and a hard time catching up. I was [...]]]></description>
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		<title>One of Everybody</title>
		<link>http://www.eyejunkie.com/blog/2010/03/one-of-everybody/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 28 Mar 2010 19:00:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>eyejunkie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[What is it about those we sometimes deem the &#8220;lesser&#8221; individuals of society that usually makes them the most indiscriminate? I&#8217;ve had this installment from the American Life in Poetry project sitting in my mailbox for a while. It is one of my favorites of Mr. Kooser&#8217;s selections. The homeless, the &#8220;crazy,&#8221; the children&#8230; they [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Monday Music</title>
		<link>http://www.eyejunkie.com/blog/2009/10/monday-music/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Oct 2009 16:00:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>eyejunkie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[This piece from the American Life in Poetry series crossed my Inbox at just the right time today. I had high hopes for the weekend, but found my worst enemy right there in the mirror. I spent the two days scurrying and worrying about this, disgruntled and complaining about that.  I feel I missed the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>S is for Soft</title>
		<link>http://www.eyejunkie.com/blog/2009/08/s-is-for-soft/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 14:00:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>eyejunkie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Soft is the smooth touch of my baby girl&#8217;s cheek against mine, her skin aglow in unfettered smiles barely touched by the world. the brush of eyelashes hovering over a cloudless blue. Soft is her sweet breath against my nose, deepening my inhale. in and out, the gentle fluttering of one thousand hopes and dreams [...]]]></description>
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