My poem “Letter to Marshall from the Scarecrow’s Pocket” is live at Vox Populi, paired with an analysis of Putin’s payoff on his financial investments in Trump’s career.
Thank you, Michael Simms, for supporting and featuring my poetry.
O at the Edges
Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.
O at the Edges 
Congrats Bob!
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Thanks very much. Always thrilling!
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Aww. Good!
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I notice and so appreciate your noticing, Sir Robert… as I know Daniel does, too.
Congrats on another terrific placement.
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Thank you, Ms. H. Those little things push us through…
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Well done, Bob.
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Thanks, Ken. I am a lucky man.
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Congratulations, Robert! Well done!
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Thank you, Merril!
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I feel like maybe you need a nickname . . . rockin Robert perhaps (based on your recent, plentiful successes)? Great work, as always!
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Ha! I take a pretty good drubbing in between…
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I’m the Marshall haha. An insightful poem Bob & it is my wish we can one day share a bottle or 2 of makkoli & watch Jeju go by.
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One of these days, Daniel. One of these days!
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Congratulations, Robert! (Masterful poem, as always. 🙂 )
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Thanks very much, Betty!
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Words as textiles…woven, knitted, felted, stitched, embellished, frayed, worn, dyed, and unraveled. Indeed. (K)
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And despite the wear and tear, they survive!
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