That look on your face when you realize that the other person does not hear anything you are saying. How does it make you feel when you realize that you are a very poor listener? How can we change our bad habits?
Continue reading →Pennsylvania’s poet, Lynda McKinney Lambert writes poems that celebrate the landscape, nature, history, and culture of her world. Lynda’s work reveals things that are hidden, lost or forgotten She is a twenty-first century keeper of memories. A Griot.
Continue reading →This poem is a perspective of winter time in Western Pennsylvania where I have lived my entire life. As I walk my dogs, I am paying attention to every detail, sound, and sight.
I focus on the color, red, in my world and in my memories.
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