Treasure Island

Frances May

(1991 / Wales, the land of sheep and strange accents)

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  • Joyce Halvorsen (9/16/2009 8:05:00 AM)

    Dear Frances: It has been many years but I haven't forgotten you or your wonderful books. I've re-read your poems in 'The Poet's Cat' many times. There is something about your deep connection to the real things of the earth and people of Wisconsin written into your poems that I too appreciate...When I read your poems I'm immediately transported by your words back where I too belong. Perhaps you recall me from years past. I'm a writer too. I doubt I would have ever published or continued my writing if it hadn't been for your encouragement. I've been invited back to Edgewood College to speak to the English classes there about writing and very much hope I can see you again or at least correspond from here time to time. I've published several books - two of which are poetry books. Once I know exactly the date and times I will be at Edgewood, I'll let you know. Perhaps we can meet again. I hope you are well and that you have continued your writing. Send me your address and I would be glad to send you one of my books as a gift for your wonderful constructive advise on writing. If you want to look up my web site and examine two of my books, go to your browser and type in Allene Joyce Ghost Dancer or Allene Joyce Seasons of the Heart For my first two published books I used a pen name which I've since abandoned - because I found most of my readers and friends could not find me in the computer under a pen name. So I've gone back to my real name of Joyce A Halvorsen. Won't you please send me a sample of your writing or where I can purchase your lastest books? Thank you with kind regards. Joyce tomjoy9@comcast.net or phone 352-365-4395

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elegy to lost childhood

the little things inside our heads
all seemed as real as rain,
knew nowt about taxation, mortgages or pain,
then they came and scooped them out.
monsters! from above
and fantasy was no longer truth
and we grew facial fuzz.

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