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<\/h2>\n<\/h2>\nby Amanda Little Rose<\/p>\n
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There is something primal in the way she whispered
\nwinter into the rolling green meadows
\nthat were riddled with legends,
\nand remnants of the time before<\/p>\n
Her eyes lit up the night and sprinkled
\nstarlight into moonbeams like a
\nseed that grows into the dogwood trees
\nby the river and beneath
\nthe gods on the mountain,
\nOr the rolling hills<\/p>\n
I am patient and still while
\ndreams breathe truth into distance
\nand my sister sings to me;
\nShe is tradition,
\nshe is beauty<\/p>\n
\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nAmanda Little Rose is from the small state of Rhode Island (USA). Previously, she served as Executive Editor of\u00a0The Willow Literary Magazine.\u00a0<\/i>She received her Bachelors of Arts and Science in Secondary Education, and English Literature, from Salve Regina University, in 2015. Currently, Amanda works as a high school English teacher, certified Reiki Master, freelance poet and editor.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Amanda Little Rose is from the small state of Rhode Island (USA). Previously, she served as Executive Editor of\u00a0The Willow Literary Magazine.\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3595,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_uf_show_specific_survey":0,"_uf_disable_surveys":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[408],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3593","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-nature-poems"],"aioseo_notices":[],"aioseo_head":"\n\t\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t\n\t\t