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Author Interview: Tanya Lee Stone
Interview for Young Writers Project by Charlotte Dodds, YWP Intern -
9/3/22
I open the back door and sit in its frame with my fever running high, enough to make my cheeks feel
pink & unsteady and every time I think it hurts, -
At a Villa in Tuscany
The bugs are dying at night,
I say to my cousin as we sit by
the pool in the pitch black heat.
She laughs and says, I’m going to
steal that line for a poem. I say nothing -
I write everything
on a pink legal pad because this one time I read about a black-haired middle aged white woman
who lived in Manhattan and produced films and took all of her notes on pink legal pads, and the -
It's June and
we've finally entered the thick, humid heat that
accompanies early summer rain [(everyone says they feel so
good)(so alive)(oh, yes, I say)(but the concrete walls -
This Thing I Have With Purple
On Halloween, my friends and I dressed up as Donna & the Dynamos (from Mamma Mia!) and I wore this tight purple shirt with wide sleeves that draped around my arms, leaving me swimming in purple
Loves
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Monet's "Woman with a Parasol - Madame Monet and Her Son"
The swirling, hazy perspective on a long summer's day. The feeling as if time has halted. Expansive blue sky dotted with lazy clouds, watched from patches of warm, tickling grass. The swish of clothing, movement.
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it's sunset
step outside
the breeze is blowing
wisps of cirrus cloud
the sky is blue
the geese are leaving
farewell
we say
and don't mean it
mean it please for once
the turning leaves will thank you
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When Everything is Well
in a little sun filled gale
there is a wooden swing
it's creaky and it's old, but then
so is everything
it is so dear and pretty
the meadow's filled with bees
there are flowers brushed
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Half-Remembered Memory
After Robert Frost's Stopping By the Woods on a Snowy Evening
