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Aug 19Liked by LeeAnn Pickrell

I love ekphrastic poetry, this felt like those early days of spring to me, defrosting from the winter.

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Thanks, Jennae.

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Wonderful, LeeAnn. I love how you managed to move your poem to match the mood of Sargent’s painting. Well done!

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Thanks so much, Paul.

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“cockleburs hurt” made me chuckle. Well punctuated!

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Thanks!

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Aug 14Liked by LeeAnn Pickrell

Lovely. Life so often not what we imagined, all those cockleburs.

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Aug 12Liked by LeeAnn Pickrell

What a beautiful, evocative poem! This makes me want to play around with the same prompt.

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I'd love to see what you write.

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I love this. The stories/painting come together in a moving, surprising way.

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Thanks so much, Margaret!

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These are wonderful, LeeAnn. The grounding cynicism (realism? caution? love? all of them?) from your brother.... 🙌🏼

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A bit of of everything...

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Very good, thank you LeeAnn

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Beautiful!

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Thanks so much, Sandra.

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I’ve been scheduling time every day to lie in the grass and look up at the clouds. So much writing has come from it. Highly recommend 10/10 no notes

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Well, you got good inspiration for this poem is not bad at all, and it fits the picture quite well. Inspiration here gave a good thing which is not always the same. All inspired poems are not good or end up being good.

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