Stirred, Not Shaken

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a poem that mentions swans but actually has nothing to do with swans
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New Socks
and their old-fashioned hangers
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Among the Sleepwalkers
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Forgiven
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Stirred, Not Shaken
Stirred, Not Shaken
Poems, vignettes and snapshots of what stirs me here in the the woods and surrounds of the Salish Sea.
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