Sunday Morning Poetry

It’s February and it’s cold and snowy where I’m sitting. While my bookshelf is pretty diverse and my To-Be-Read stack is staring me in the face, sometimes I get cabin fever and getting out and being with other people is imperative. Not talking to other people, necessarily, just seeing them and having them around even as we’re each in our own heads.  What better, warmer place than the library? Laura Brown-Lavoie gets what I mean.

 

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