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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.
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I wasn't quite sure, if I'd meet my quota, what with the Memorial Day holiday on Monday. I hope yours was wonderful!
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But somehow, I actually managed to squeeze out three new poems this week. You can be the judge, as to whether their quality matches up to their quantity!
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Counting from most recent to least recent, the first is called Looking South. It talks about the COVID situation in South America, seen through the eyes of a man in Lima, Peru. It draws its inspiration and many of its facts from a New York Times article.
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My second poem is called The Racket. It is about all the noise in modern life and how nice it would be to turn it off.
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The third is called Color Blind. It is a tongue-in-cheek portrayal of a white person, trying to wrestle with the problem, of how to show empathy for people of color and their situation, while still hanging on to every last scrap of privilege and latent prejudice, that they can.
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Hope you enjoy this week's installment with your Saturday morning brew.
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The links below will take you to the five most recent posts.
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Looking South
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This poem was inspired by a heart-wrenching story in the New York Times out of Lima Peru, in which they described the plight of a fifty-year-old man, whose family fell prey to COVID in the month of May 2021. The epidemic is still running rampant in South America, where vaccines are very hard to get. I have even read …
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The Racket
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This poem complains about the constant noise of modern life, and the incessant and often trivial demands for our attention. Sometimes, we just need to turn it all off. Wishing you relief, in this time of noise and bluster! For those who don't know, Walter Cronkite was a news anchor on CBS in the seventies when I was growing …
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Color Blind
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I may be walking the line of civility with this poem. It describes the awkward position that many older people, who identify as white, find themselves in, as protests and expressions of racial discontent fill the airwaves. Having precious little to complain about, themselves, they feel compelled to declare themselves allies, to whatever group feels most put upon by them, …
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Public Square
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Perhaps I have watched too many episodes of Murdoch, a detective series set in the 1890s and early 1900's. But I find myself yearning for a nineteenth-century point of view, where (I imagine) there would be no confusing good and bad, or wrong and right. In my high school days, we spoke with reverence about the great debates of …
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Invitation to Leave
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This poem presents possible solutions to the problem of Global Warming, from the point of view of Planet Earth. But I'm afraid few of us humans--except maybe Elon Musk, who sometimes talks about living on Mars-- would find these solutions satisfactory. Thank you for coming by to read! You're trapped in the physical world of things, Of blood …
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