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There are photos
from the 33rd page Elizabeth Strout’s Olive Kitteridge.
What we want you to do is to scour the page,
choose 33 words,
and reshape those words
into a piece of your own.
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My poem from words of those pages:
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The woods on
Puckerbrush Island.
……….wind picked up,
sound carried on shore.
Under Tamarack trees,
…………….. a soft pine bed,
Wild flowers his Mother knew.
Traits don’t change,
states of mind do.
He drove on.
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siggiofmaine 
KymmInBarcelona
Sweet poem.
[few extra words, though: sound, shore, under]
Draug419
Great poem! (:
barbara
I like this, siggi – wanted to let you know your link is broken as placed on trifecta. I did go to your main page to find this, but maybe you can delete the bad one and replace – or if no time left (I forgot to look) put the proper link in the comments.
siggiofmaine
barbara,
I don’t know how to do that myself…thank you for telling me..I’ll see if I can find someone who can help me.
Peace,
deanabo
Very good choice of words!
siggiofmaine
deanabo…
thank you for our nice comment.
Peace
Siggi