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Come to the Stone

Posted on February 13, 2024 by alicebarrett

           by Randall Jarrell The child saw the bombers skate like stones across the fields  As he trudged down the ways the summer strewed  With its reluctant foliage; how many giants  Rose and peered down and vanished, by the road The … Continue reading →

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Prayers to Mary

Posted on March 9, 2023 by alicebarrett

1 Prayer to Mary Where are You hiding in this bleak time? The grey sky is covering where I stand. This is Your time to  Dig in the rubble, And search for my heart, Or at least to hold my … Continue reading →

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The Coming Cold

Posted on October 23, 2022 by alicebarrett

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

Posted on September 29, 2022 by alicebarrett

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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I Hate Autumn

Posted on August 26, 2015 by alicebarrett

I hate autumn. The colors, the wind, the chill, the wilted plants. Autumn is the drama queen of the year, Always in crisis, Flinging beauty about recklessly. . Autumn gets under your skin. Sneakier than winter, more glamorous than spring. … Continue reading →

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How do you ask a soldier to murder?

Posted on November 9, 2014 by alicebarrett

(for 30 poems in November) Hitler ignored advice and invaded Russia. The soldiers who were too frightened, dug their own graves. Soldiers shot them and Jews who were traitors. …. “How do you ask a soldier to murder?” one soldier … Continue reading →

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The Bridge in the Woodland

Posted on December 23, 2013 by alicebarrett

It came out of nowhere, that bridge, A rusted anomaly in trees that had devoured the fields before Metal bridges began. . Along we come, A rusty Bondo-ed auto that should be a memory, but Lives beyond its time. . … Continue reading →

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