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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 two new poems this week.

My first poem (the most recent) is called Superior Haunting. It is a recollection of a recent trip to Lake Superior to scatter my parents' ashes. And a pledge to be a better sister.

My second poem is called In the Gray. It is a description of the wee hours, when some of us are awake, often against our wishes.

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Superior Haunting

This poem is a love song to my sister.  She and my brother and I recently went to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, along Lake Superior, for a scattering of my parent's ashes. When people live far away, it's easy to slide into a habit of benign neglect.  To fail to call.  To fail to visit.  We hurt people …

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In the Gray

A simple early morning poem, for those of you who like to wake up early.  And, for those of you who wake up early, despite your best intentions. Thanks for stopping by to read. Nice and hot, And mostly white, You chase away  The shades of night, And bitterly, Replace my fear With some more cheerful Atmosphere. …

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Panic and Euphoria

This poem came from reading the financial pages, where I first heard the phrases, "panic and euphoria" and "fiscal corsets."  A panic, of course, is when the stock market drops dramatically because everyone is selling and trying to get out of their overpriced investments.  Euphoria is the giddiness we feel when we get a windfall, or something unexpected happens, …

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This poem came in a moment of discouragement, when I was imagining ,how much more I might have done with my many years, had I only set my mind to it. And wondering, whether I might have worked harder or faster, had I been more acutely aware of my own mortality.  Such topics lend themselves to melodrama.  So, sorry if …

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This poem is full of figures.  We have become consumed with watching the numbers, especially since the Delta variant came into our lives. I came up with the idea for this poem, while watching an hour-long question and answer session on the Delta Variant on MSNBC.  Many of the figures are lifted from that conversation. Ninety-three million …

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