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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & General Editor
Volume 9, Number 1, March 2015


Cynthia Rowe
Sydney, New South Wales, Australia

Ma vie en rose . . .

I am city-born and -bred so it is unsurprising that I have never chopped wood. And yet, without kindling to light the wood-fire stove that heats the water that flows through the aging pipes of our country cottage, there will be no bath for me tonight. I swing the axe, just miss my left foot. I swing again. A splinter flies off at an angle. The sun is hot, and perspiration drips from my brow. It has been a long day. I have been teaching French to farmers' sons who will only ever use the wit of Molière to curse their cows at milking time. French for Dummies? Who is the dummy now? I aim the blade again. The kindling begins to pile up . . .

ready or not . . .
the fledgling's wobbly
first flight



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