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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.

My first poem (the most recent) is called Foul Ball. In it, I criticize the recent attempts to call the 2020 election into question, comparing it to unsportsmanlike behavior in baseball.

My second poem is called The Road. It talks about how we sometimes have to step through sections of road that fill us with disgust, before arriving at our destination.

My third poem is called In the Morning. It's a cheerful rhyme about the joys of early rising, that gets very dark at the end.


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Foul Ball

I was appalled, yet somehow inspired--"shocked, but not surprised" as I so often hear people say, without any sense of self-contradiction-- by a news item this morning.  The news said, that Rudy Giuliani, the former President's attorney, came up with the idea of losing the election, but then saying, that they won. This idea proved quite popular.  And a …

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The Road

This poem is full of discouragement.  This season, in many of our lives, has been very discouraging. Our lives have been full of COVID worries for over a year.  And only now do we have the chance to survey the wreckage.  So much time on High Alert has burnt everyone out, I suspect.  Not just me. It's disgusting. When …

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In the Morning

Fair warning:  This poem takes a turn for the worse, toward the end. It's not often, that I can use the two keywords "morning" and "mourning" in the same piece. I'm sure many of you are as fond of early morning, as I am.  At least, on those rare occasions, that I get a good night's sleep!  In a house …

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Hive Mind

This poem imagines the hive mind, or what Star Trek lovers will recognize as "the Borg".  I first heard the expression "hive mind," when I listened to the Ezra Klein podcast, The Ezra Klein Show, when he was interviewing Cal Newport, author of A World Without Email.  Transcript of podcast.  Cal Newport seemed to suggest that many of our …

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This poem reflects on what the bizarre phenomenon of COVID has done to our mental health.  I know my sense of security has been knocked down a peg or two!  Constant worry is not a recipe for tranquility.  And isolation is not natural, to us social beings. I hope you all are safe and continuing to vigilantly guard your …

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