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Following Phia

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The superbly crafted poetry of Michele Reese takes her readers on a kind of minds-eye journey through image driven emotions that are small treasures of poetic storytelling. "I No Longer Desire Turtles": I turn my turtle loose/at the end of summer;/like an escaped convict/it dips under brown leaves/to hid and hibernate.//Yearly from the backyard/grass to the asphalt drive/its cracked carapace comes./I play trick-the-turtle/by dropping the sealed case//in water. It's shell's weight/causes frantic arms/and legs to tread water./It cranes its wrinkled neck; and tough two-holed nose//above the surface of the waves/into air. When I kiss its nose,/turtle jaws greet my lips/with the full wrath/of love.

It was a joy to visit the different periods of this wonderful author's life. What a beautiful journey!!