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‘Burning Oak, November’ by Joyce Carol Oates

‘Burning Oak, November’ by Joyce Carol Oates “Yesterday, the sky in mute horizontal swaths, air almost too thick to breathe. We found the stump of an old oak, man-…” You can read the complete poem here. Joyce Carol Oates was … Continue reading

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‘Ancient Snapshots’ by Joyce Carol Oates

‘Ancient Snapshots’ by Joyce Carol Oates “In these ancient snapshots Sunday is always ablaze. If it is Christmas, your father is hurrying to hide The fir tree beneath the cellar stairs. Grandfather’s whiskers brush near, a steely wool. Uncle is … Continue reading

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