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Pronoun
I am sitting in my station wagon, Thinking about pronouns, or how … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Pronoun. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2013/06/11/pronoun/
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Bee
This morning I read about a veteran Who said I returned home, and no one noticed, … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Bee. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2013/05/27/bee/
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Words
My son does not have a lot of language, and His older brother finds me in the laundry room, … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Words. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War … Continue reading
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Birthday
When you came home from war, You gave me a stone shaped like a heart, … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s new poem Birthday. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2013/03/01/birthday/
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Arming
It is night in America. And in this house, on a television, … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Arming. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/10/24/arming/
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Country
America is at war, my oldest son, Says, just seven years old, now, … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn‘s poem called Country. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/08/01/country/
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Fourth
I am thinking about war today, About how war happens, and … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Fourth. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/07/04/fourth/
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Scope
When I talk about the night raids, My husband’s face closes like a door, … This is an excerpt of Amalie Flynn’s poem called Scope. To read the rest, go to her Wife and War blog, at http://wifeandwar.wordpress.com/2012/05/02/scope/
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