Poem-a-Day

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Poem-a-day

^{translated from the Turkish by}^{Nell Wright}

My mother dries figs
with her blue-veined hands.
My mother smiles at walnuts
as though time in the heart never started.

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Title	Author	Date
Love in a Life	Robert Browning	02/12/2011
The Tongue	Chris Martin	02/11/2011
Untitled [I grew up in North Adams]	Brenda Iijima	02/10/2011
Terrace	Honor Moore	02/09/2011
On the Origins of Things	Troy Jollimore	02/08/2011
Black bird, red wing	Nickole Brown	02/07/2011
To George Sand: A Recognition	Elizabeth Barrett Browning	02/06/2011
Love	Samuel Taylor Coleridge	02/06/2011
To George Sand: A Desire	Elizabeth Barrett Browning	02/05/2011
Telling	Elisabeth Frost	02/04/2011