Cure for February.

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The cure for February is an illustrated poem in your mailbox every day, don’t you think?

If you have not aleady subscribed to this special once-a-year collection, won’t you consider joining us?

I like poems.

Not so much the

long long ones from long ago centuries.

You know those poems.

The ones they made you figure out

in high school.

No.

The poems I like are

sassy poems,

friendly poems,

funny poems,

memories-of-my-childhood poems,

poems that make me wonder

or ponder

or enjoy the world.

Poems with beautiful words

and turns of phrase.

Poems of celebration and,

for goodness sakes,

poems with a sense of humor!

Poems that rhyme

and poems that don’t.

Poems I could eat

but probably won’t.

Poems by Oliver and Belloc and Dickinson and Prelutsy

And by unknowns, and dead ones, and by children,

And new ones and old ones and found ones

and ones penned by me.

We had fests in ’22, ’23, ’24 **

Now’s the time for even one more.

The world’s quite a mess in two-o-two-five

We need art and books and poems to survive.

** You cân find them all in Collections at the website here.