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Poetry on Disney Channel

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Poetry On Campus

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I chose the poem The Black Walnut Tree. I placed the poem on Ag campus next to a large Hackberry tree. The tree is in the middle of campus and by a pavilion… Continue reading →

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Poetry On Campus

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I chose the poem The Black Walnut Tree. I placed the poem on Ag campus next to a large Hackberry tree. The tree is in the middle of campus and by a pavilion… Continue reading →

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History of Poetry Month

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National poetry month was started in 1996 after the Academy of American Poets were inspired by the success of Black history month in February.  It is celebrated every April in the United States… Continue reading →

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Rural Life

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The Farm By Joyce Sutphen My father’s farm is an apple blossomer. He keeps his hills in dandelion carpet and weaves a lane of lilacs between the rose and the jack-in-the-pulpits. His sleek… Continue reading →

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Poetry & Music

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Poetry is everywhere in life, but taking this class has made me realize it. Over the weekend I was doing a lot of driving listening to music and I realized there is a… Continue reading →

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View Points In Poetry

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This is my first poetry course in my college career and i find it interesting to see the numerous different perspective each person has on the same poem. Some views are from a… Continue reading →

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The Falling of Time

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  At the top of a hill close to the county line I found her falling… A house that once held laughter and tears… so silently she seemed to be dying.. surround by… Continue reading →