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  • Jennifer Preston Chushcoff


It won’t be long now before the autumn leaves press their palms against the wind. The season of  spice is on its  way, its long cool nights casting spells stirring echoes of after dark bandits searching for sweets.

(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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