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Volume 9.2

Liane Tyrrel

Birthday Poem

Now I say I’m 55. There is this dried
lichen on dead tree trunks. Numbered
utility poles. I have no patience. So many
vines on the side of the road. They say
God the Creator loves creativity. This
has always been lodged inside of me.
The house getting bigger now as it ages.
Everything growing wild. Multiplying
and trying to get out.

Lynn T

Liane Tyrrel is a visual artist and poet. Her poems are published or forthcoming in Poetry Northwest, Guesthouse, and Four Way Review among others. She walks with her dog in the woods and fields of New Hampshire.

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