Yesterday was a day of poetry, from 9 am to almost 6 pm. Good friends (poets Annette Spaulding-Convy and Kelli Russell Agodon), good food, and though-provoking poetry exercises. It was a day well-spent. Photos soon!
Meanwhile, here is yesterday's shared poem, from Poets.org:
|Leap Year Poem|
|by Mother Goose|
Thirty days hath September, April, June and November. All the rest have thirty-one, Excepting February alone, And that has twenty-eight days clear And twenty-nine in each leap year.