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  • Jennifer Preston Chushcoff



“Wherever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination.” Mary Oliver

But I know  sometimes it’s hard  to hear  or feel  to remember the kiss  of sun  on your bare neck  the ice cream man’s  jingle and rush to  find coins.

(The August Poetry Postcard Project was initiated by Paul Nelson of Seattle, WA. It challenges poets to write a poem a day in one go with no revisions on a postcard. Afterwards, the postcard is mailed to other participants. This is my second year and I had fun making friends along the way. I will be sharing the postcards here, most of which are printed with my photos.)


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