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My name is Andrea LeDew. My blog is a mixture of poetry, short stories and essays. I usually write two to three posts a week. My five latest posts are at the end of this newsletter, latest first.

I wrote three poems this week. I hope you enjoy them.

My first poem (the most recent) is called A Shellacking. It notes that because it is so useful, plastic is everywhere. And it wonders how we can prevent it from beating us, in the end.

My second poem is called Less Precious. It urges us not to take our writing too seriously, and to allow it to undergo the painful processes of editing and revelation to a critical public. Our writing can take it.

My third poem is a garden poem (I have many of these!) called Turf War. It compares a rose bush or stand of roses to a gang. Unlikely, I know, but I hope you'll see the similarities.

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Have a great week!


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A Shellacking

This poem is a lament about the amount of plastic we consume in our modern lives as Westerners, and where it all goes.  My particular beef is with unnecessary and annoying packaging on children's toys.  But plastic is everywhere.  May we all learn to be more mindful of our impact on the planet, before it's too late.  For those …

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Less Precious

This is another poem on writing.  I recently read a comment on a Facebook group by Patrick Gallagher.  He essentially said to "get less precious about your writing, because the magic comes, when you don't have any choice in the matter." Using routines and other tortures to ensure regular writing is something most of us struggle with, I expect.  …

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Turf War

This poem began when I noticed the roses budding up again, most aggressively.  And in unison.  Ready for all out war.  Hope you enjoy it!   Thanks for coming by! They come in gangs, the roses. They claw, and bite, and scratch. Their bolls, like bitten fingernails, Will grab what they can catch. The bush lies green and …

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This poem was, of course, inspired by the terrible condominium accident this week in Surfside, Florida, North of Miami Beach.  A tall multistory building collapsed in the wee hours of the morning.  At least four were killed and  many more are missing (at last count 159.) The collapse was caught on film from several angles and calls to mind …

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Empty Nester

This poem describes the end of the kid stage of parenthood and the status that follows, called being an Empty Nester. Hope you enjoy it! So this is what it's like, To nearly be An empty nester. No longer, do The chicks line up And follow, single file. The goslings grow Their feathers out, No longer soft as …

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