Palestine
Chamomile blossoms grow between paving stones.Veiled womengather the plants to brew while fresh lemonshang on the other sideof the walled city.A girl head-shawledin her own black haircurses the lackof...
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Wendy,Your poem shows us that girl.It shows us the women and theirway of life. It also shows us yourempathy and understanding of womeneverywhere. When I read this poem,I think of the homes, the...
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Such a sad state of affairs. I wonder, (and not jsut in Palenstine,) if such conflict will ever end? I pray it does, there have been too many generations lost already.
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You make it possible for us to see this lady and others like her quite vividly Wendy. I feel great sympathy for the hard life they have but somehow there is hope in those Chamomile blossoms appearing...
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Wendy, you catch the essence of that ancient and fabled land so prominent in our history. I always marvel at your ability to portray with a single phrase what would take another a whole paragraph....
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You always paint such vivid pictures with your words Wendy. She represents so many woman the world over. A most moving read and one that brings to mind so many of the things we accept casually and...
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Dear Sarah, Jean, Maryse, Jared, Willow and Jean; Thank you all so much for these wonderful and gracious replies to my poem. I deepy appreciate your empthaty for the subjet matter and and your...
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Wendy, Those lovely chamomile blossoms will grow even through stones...a fit opening to a poem about the resiliency of families, namely women and children, whose struggle to maintain a sense of...
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Hi Rich Thank you for your empathy and keen perspective regarding this poem. Palestinians are denied the privilge of working, dignity and even useful land. True, they have fruit in their markets and a...
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