Words, annoying when first heard, took a lifetime to reveal their worth. You are no one's property, is what she said, after seeing a possessive slogan, claiming that I was property of my first boyfriend, proudly displayed on my just made pin, attached to my shirt. Rolling eyes at the stern one who was not …
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“Ghost House” (a video recitation)
I dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago, And left no trace but the cellar walls, And a cellar in which the daylight falls And the purple-stemmed wild raspberries grow. O'er ruined fences the grape-vines shield The woods come back to the mowing field; The orchard tree has grown …
“Because I could not stop for death” (poetry recitation)
Because I could not stop for Death – He kindly stopped for me – The Carriage held but just Ourselves – And Immortality. We slowly drove – He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and my leisure too, For His Civility – We passed the School, where Children strove At Recess …
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