Author Archives: alicebarrett

About alicebarrett

Small town writer

Waiting in the Rain

I am standing in the rain, Just standing here, looking into the grey air, Getting wet. . The country is raining down all that is worst in our nature As if these things had always been with us, In threatening … Continue reading

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Poetry Race for the Center for New Americans!

This year I am joining the race to raise funds for the Center for New Americans in Northampton. This year we have new students from Ukraine and other countries around the world. From our director: Why it matters – Every … Continue reading

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Roisin’s Telling 2

The wind’s coming in the cracks now. Continue reading

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The Coming Cold

Life up in the mountain croft is restless, I can feel it.
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Another Autumn Poem

The sun blasts orange through the trees, A last grasp to cling to the day. It’s rays tear Through the branches, reaching out to us, Pleading for us not to let it slip below the hill. We watch unmoved, or … Continue reading

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A Heavy Rain

I am standing in the rain, Just standing here, looking into the grey air, Getting wet. The sky is raining down all that is worst in our nature As if these things had always been with us, In threatening clouds … Continue reading

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Hallow E’en 2021

Knocking, knocking, knocking Continue reading

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Wife

White birch is curling on one of the south windowsills.
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Spring Tanka

Spring Tanka The first seeds planted Settle in a cold wet ground A bit too early in spring.    The seeds and the gardener    Place bets against another frost. …. The first seeds planted Settle in a cold wet … Continue reading

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Autumn Haiku

autumn cold – watching a coup slowly melt

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