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About Parker Owens

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Romance
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Poetry
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General Fiction
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My Words
Apprentice Bard
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The Cool White North Country
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Interests
Mathematics, music, poetry, gardens, birds, games...
Parker Owens's Achievements
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You make me feel both desperation and anger, followed by emptiness. I think this is really interesting poem - betrayal and its subsequent choices played out.
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Oh, to re-create those golden, beautiful summers you describe! I was transported. The if only, if only, that follows is a melancholy counterpoint, as were the haiku that followed. Beautiful and evocative.
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I felt the cool grey sky pressing down on me, and the wind blowing on my face. Well done.
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Thank you so much for taking moment to respond. I really appreciate it.
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Now I’m supposed to go to sleep tonight. Not happening. I’ll stew over this chapter into the wee hours of the morning. Well done!
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Thank you, ever and again, for reading these. The seasons advance, and there’s nothing they can do but exist as they are. Why do so many human beings fuss over what another person cannot, and should not, change?
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Yes indeed. The red pencil, my smooth writing red pen. Or, for truly involved editing, a four-color pen.
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Thank you for the early post. I have now taken my cardiac medication early, also. Well done.
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Thanks for reading these and for your kind response.
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I shall be sure to come hear your band in my next life! Thank you for reading and for your thoughts.
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Thank you very much. I’m most grateful.
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Thank you. That last stanza let me stand against those who would make my choices for me, and who would deny us the chance to say for ourselves who we might be, or where we might land. Thanks again.
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Each raindrop is buffeted and torn in its way down. You’re right though: the clouds have as little choice about their speed or direction as the raindrops do. Thanks for your thoughts and for taking time with these.
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Thank you so much for taking time to read and consider these. I’m hopeful your imagination takes flight to see as I did.
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You’re very kind, and I thank you for your thoughtful response to these. The last skyscraper’s bite came naturally, especially as I consider the false choices that are being forced upon yet another generation of kids subjected to this era’s neopuritanism. Thanks again.
