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I never heard of May Sarton. However, she sounds like a thoughtful, reflective writer. </font><blockquote><div id="quote"><font class="small">Quote:</font>
Without the interruptions, nourishing and maddening, this life would become arid. Yet I taste it fully only when I am alone here and "the house and I resume old conversations"

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I was just thinking about how happy I am that I took up teaching. Although I love working with kids/books & words, I find the school year itself maddening and far too hectic. It is now--in the long lazy days of summer--that I can reflect and find myself again.

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I write too many letters and too few poems.

</div></font></blockquote><font class="post"> Yup! But for me it is too many postings and too few poems.

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appreciate that this T gets that and appreciates it.

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Ahhh, kindred spirits.

Thanks for sharing.

Peace