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Like a dog whistle, your poems send a message probably not heard by every ear. How keen I hear it! (But, then my maiden name was Hoy, so perhaps, there’s that kinship.) Both your poetry and photography are lovely. Thanks for sharing. Reply
It’ll no doubt be that way for some time to come.
Like a dog whistle, your poems send a message probably not heard by every ear. How keen I hear it! (But, then my maiden name was Hoy, so perhaps, there’s that kinship.) Both your poetry and photography are lovely. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you, Lisa, for your comments. Thank you for hearing.