Al Ortolani
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3/1/2012

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Midnight Storm with the I Ching

The pines outside our bedroom
sigh like old men, bearded,
bent at the waist. They speak Mandarin 
and toss brass coins, or deftly
count yarrow stalks. I come in 
from the storm without a blanket, 
believing I can start a fire
with flint & steel, certainly
a match & gasoline. Branches 
thrash the eaves. Pine cones
tumble across the patio.
Mourning doves
ride the wind, small eyes
open like slits in stone.

          --- Three Pines

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Peg Nichols link
3/1/2012 01:10:42 pm

Blogging is fun.

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Al Ortolani link
3/1/2012 08:06:05 pm

Ok, Peg, I'll take your word for it. Learning curve time.

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Jessica Richey
3/1/2012 11:07:17 pm

Looks good do far! Throw in some DIY (do it yourself) tutorials and you are an expert!

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Jessica Richey
3/1/2012 11:10:11 pm

Also, where can one purchase your publications?

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Azure Baker
3/2/2012 12:46:25 am

Ort, I am so excited for your blogs. I don't read many but I know yours will not be one to miss :) Hope you are doing well.

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