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Michelle R. Terry

I first wrote the following post five (six?) years ago. Two years later, I was fortunate enough to publish it in Front Porch Journal. Since then, the words have sat quiet on my desktop, stored in dusty forgotten files; labeled under electronic icons, or on seed packets. I write every day, but I don’t as often feel the need share my words.

I’m content to be quiet. To observe. To read. To listen. To be still.

Like many of you, I find a word (or two or three) to define how I want to shape the upcoming year. Last year my word was Finish. I didn’t write about it, and I only told three people. It worked! A story for another day.

For now, I’m going to be silent while you read. Perhaps you’ll share your word of the year in the comments. I’ll sit still and learn…

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Lee Dunn has been writing since the age of 18, but found that work got in the way for the ensuing 48 years. In his home town of Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he reveled in his independence at an early age, and spent as much time as he could exploring the city’s Arts scene. He was introduced to poetry and prose by the works of two literary giants, namely J.R.R. Tolkien and J.W. Lennon and thence fell in love with the written word. His work includes poetry, short fiction, and personal essays, and ranges in theme from the surreal to the horrific, nostalgic, and themes on the human condition. He has been published on, The Dark Poets Club, Journal of Undiscovered Poets, Crepe & Penn Literary magazine, and the Shelburne Free Press.

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