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The photo of the trees and mountain tops brought to mind this lovely poetry:

Autumn Birch

Freya Rohm

Of gravity the trees

are borne—

sap, sucked into sockets

of root and marrow—

disrobing at the first cool

breath of equinox—

open jugulars of autumn

enameling earth.

We scrape and gather the lost fire—

put out smoke and ash

refuse the wicking

downward pull

that steadies trunk and limb—

whose heights

stand bare-skinned and

ready for the ravening

dark.

The Judie Dench clip was so good.

You might already be familiar with this site, but just in case:

https://www.poetryoutloud.org/

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Patrick that is so kind of you--and you are so right--those bitches are always an inspiration. 🍃 Thank you friend. And I love poetry out loud--i got to judge one year and wanted all of the teens involved to win they were fantastic. I love that.

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I love that poem; it truly speaks to me.

I figured you knew about Poetry Out Loud. That's wonderful that you were a part of it.

It's my happy place. I love seeing those kids recite, it's both hopeful and inspiring.

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also i wrote those bitches but meant birches but somehow in this witchy season that seems right too and made me laugh! 😂

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Too funny, a touch of the termagant showing, eh?🤣

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😂

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i so agree--it’s the best. thank you friend, it means so much you remembered my poem. 💜

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Oh the Hemingway takedown was 👩🏼‍🍳💋

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Isn't it great?? 😂

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I have an American friend who HATES him, I’m indifferent but don’t really read his work, I get it now 😂

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