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Thursday, Feb. 26, 2015 12:01 am
Farmer Letter to the Department of Commerce, Bureau of Census, 1955From my father R.A. DouganGentlemen: Enclosed is form MC 20gfilled out to the best of my ability. Inote that there is no provision ma...
Thursday, Feb. 5, 2015 12:01 am
 goats poem #1  juniper bursts from her stall when the gate is opened leaps nimbly onto the milking bench buries her nose in oats while gillian washes her udder then pulls a stream of milk f...
Thursday, Jan. 22, 2015 12:01 am
 swimming lessons  poem #1     I don’t recall how kids 3 and 4 learnedto swim I do have a found scrap from ellielabeled “courage tests” the list headedby “swim through...
Thursday, Jan. 8, 2015 12:01 am
 newyears poem #11  you may have stacks of moldering dishes piles ofdisheveled clutter a hamper of odorous garments a carfull of indescribable litter snow to shovel letters to tendbills dema...
Wednesday, Dec. 24, 2014 12:01 am
 PARADOXBy Vera Wardner DouganHolidays are portrayed as times of rejoicing but as we all come to knowthey are often fraught with grief. It seems appropriate to share this poemat this season. It w...
Thursday, Dec. 11, 2014 12:01 am
winterpoem # 4on bitter nights when deep drifts blocked our long country lane we  hiked up left the car on the road   snowpants boots our white breath  searing our windpipes we fol...
Thursday, Dec. 4, 2014 12:01 am
at ten I went with my grandparentsto visit my iowa cousins polly inninth grade took me to her latin classI deciphered the first few exercisesa farmer called agricola later I saidto an older cousin lat...
Wednesday, Nov. 26, 2014 12:01 am
 thanksgiving poem #7this is your last day faithful underpants your gaping holes can no longer be ignored your elasticis too flabby it’s the ragbag tonight so I willsay to you whatfolks say to...
Thursday, Nov. 13, 2014 12:01 am
 poetrywall poem # 1My granddaughter, Cressida, wrote this poem on the Poetry Wall of our summer cabin when she was 10. She added a drawing of a cat calmly walking away, a dead bird on the ground...
Thursday, Oct. 30, 2014 12:01 am
 flu shot poem #1this is flu shot season my friend annette writes she can’t take one on account of raw egg allergy she  adds, “I’ll always remember my grandmother’s recollections of...

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