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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: JANET R. KIRCHHEIMER

Wonder Beans By Janet Kirchheimer My father went each morning to his garden. He taught me to smell the soil to see if it was good, to feel the dirt slide across my hands, to never wear gloves, to stay … Continue reading

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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: JANET R. KIRCHHEIMER

THE NATURE OF THINGS By Janet R. Kirchheimer I was eleven the spring my father singed his eyebrows off while burning down pear trees. Anne Carson says dirt is a minor thing. This is not true. Perhaps she has not … Continue reading

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