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Your professor must have been a cynic. Glad you rebuffed him!

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Lol, it was sort of a passive-aggressive rebuff!

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LOVE LOVE LOVE that poem!

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It was so much fun to write, Barbara! Thank you!!!!

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Lovely poem Dheepa. I love the introduction and the title as much as I love your poem.

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Thank you so much, Surabhi! I remember how much fun I had writing it!

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So important to listen to the voice inside not the critics outside! Always love food examples. I can taste the poem!!

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Yes, and it's definitely a journey! Lol, I love that you tasted the poem! If we can taste a page, why not a poem?

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I love this one. Thank goodness I never had such a professor as the one you describe in the third stanza.

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It was a shock--I never imagined approaching literature in such a way!

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I can feel that!

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“I knew my tongue could bridge

the chasm, and that time, I tasted

apples and light.” You walk us slowly, but ever so surely into poetry with this line. From there, it’s a free fall forward into your light. ✨

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Allyson, thank you, thank you so much for listening to the poem! I am grateful and so very happy it resonated.

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