Tag: Poetic Monologue
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What Mamaw Told the Creek
“Don’t cross no river mad,” she’d warn. “It remembers.” In the hush of Tucker’s Ridge, Mamaw held the past like a quilt in her lap—stitched with floods, love gone sideways, and the music of a creek that always knew more than it said.
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The Unwritten Résumé: A soul-whisper
I once folded time in the scent of warm bread, a 3 a.m. baker in a town that forgot the moon… Now I’m a collector of all that never made it to résumé paper— a curator of invisible work.
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Painful Cultural Revolution of China: A Poetic Monologue in Three Mirrors #BlogchatterA2Z #poetry
A poetic journey blending voices of witness, empathy, and survival—exploring the devastating human cost of China’s Cultural Revolution and the quiet resilience found in memory, letters, and a plate of fusion noodles.
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