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	<title>Comments on: Fruit in Season</title>
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		<title>By: Sarah Miller</title>
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		<dc:creator>Sarah Miller</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Jan 2010 00:50:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So nice to hear that voice again.  

Tread, grasp, untangle, and that question of death.  Lovely, moving, engaging and eerie.  

Also loved the physical lines of the poem -- much like a pruned apple tree:  crooked, squalid, strong.

Are we all so close to death?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So nice to hear that voice again.  </p>
<p>Tread, grasp, untangle, and that question of death.  Lovely, moving, engaging and eerie.  </p>
<p>Also loved the physical lines of the poem &#8212; much like a pruned apple tree:  crooked, squalid, strong.</p>
<p>Are we all so close to death?</p>
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		<title>By: Elizabeth Searle</title>
		<link>http://solsticelitmag.org/fruit-in-season/comment-page-1/#comment-125</link>
		<dc:creator>Elizabeth Searle</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Jan 2010 18:39:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Loved this poem; loved the imagery of the fruit and ladders and the brother untangling roots.   Thank you, Richard!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Loved this poem; loved the imagery of the fruit and ladders and the brother untangling roots.   Thank you, Richard!</p>
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		<title>By: Cecile Poulin</title>
		<link>http://solsticelitmag.org/fruit-in-season/comment-page-1/#comment-118</link>
		<dc:creator>Cecile Poulin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Jan 2010 19:28:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Two words: beautiful, and inspiring. 

And though one brother said, long ago, he begrudged my birth, my taking his place,I would never grip his ankles other than to hold him up should he weep for the love he could have known.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Two words: beautiful, and inspiring. </p>
<p>And though one brother said, long ago, he begrudged my birth, my taking his place,I would never grip his ankles other than to hold him up should he weep for the love he could have known.</p>
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