Good for you! I opted for some wretched powdered poultry seasoning in my cupboard instead of venturing out ten feet to reach my sage. Feeling kind of lazy and tired-already of this snow.
The sage was one thing--but then I remembered that I needed some rosemary. More digging through the snow and ice and snow--this time, in my skirt and my winter boots, without gloves. (I didn't think it would be so hard to find.)
Joannie Kervran Stangeland writes poetry and the Poe-query blog. Her new book, Into the Rumored Spring, was published by Ravenna Press. Joannie's also the author of two chapbooks--A Steady Longing for Flight (winner of the Floating Bridge Press Chapbook Award) and Weathered Steps (Rose Alley Press). Her poems have also appeared in The Midwest Quarterly, Valparaiso Poetry Review, and other publications.
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Good for you! I opted for some wretched powdered poultry seasoning in my cupboard instead of venturing out ten feet to reach my sage. Feeling kind of lazy and tired-already of this snow.
The sage was one thing--but then I remembered that I needed some rosemary. More digging through the snow and ice and snow--this time, in my skirt and my winter boots, without gloves. (I didn't think it would be so hard to find.)
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