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The Beginning: A Tale of Vanishing Ink
In that past the future seemed Vague, unreal and far away, But a fancy to be dreamed, Found by night, not of the day. ―Lilian Stockton Edmonds, Poet and…
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"I’m proud, I’m free, I’m winging..."
I’m proud, I’m free, I’m winging! I am a thing of steel. Nor man nor romance thralls me, I conquer all I feel. ― Lilian Stockton Edmonds, c.
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In Conversation with Masters: A Difficult Woman
“There came a time when I decided to ignore all the advice and do the only thing I know how to do, which is write.
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Who am I to judge ...
Today as I continue to write my tome centered around my dead grandmother’s poems, I am reminded of a famous poem by T.S.
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Chill wind in the branches, block chill in my heart
Winter Slender silver birches on a cold gray sky Snow in crannied niches that the sun passed by Block ice in the meadow where the alders start Chill…
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That shadowy unreal impossible person…
Words written by a forgotten poet
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Forgotten words
Poetry from Lilian the Elder
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Noise
“The wisdom of life consists in the elimination of non-essentials.” —Lin Yutang
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Waving from A Distance
Ghost whisperer channeling my dead grandmother's forgotten, unspoken words.
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