My favorite poem that I read of hers was Sandpiper. The way she wrote it you can feel the intensity with which the bird is moving and looking. "His beak is focussed; he is preoccupied,/ looking for something, something, something."(p. 461).
I am working in my first paid library position and I like it a lot. I am still getting used to the high humidity and heat in South Carolina. I am a transplant from Michigan and as some of the patrons have told me my "accent" is strong.
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