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Love In the Time of Plague
Love In the Time of Plague

Global Awareness
I give you the gift of poetry . . .
--Emily Isaacson
From Castle and Cottage
In the mist of snow
at midwinter,
Christmas-red running
down the candles,
stars white and breathless
at the
sparkle of lights
on snow
and icy silver.
Pontresina
rosy lilts,
bright-clothed
in the embroidered flowers
of tradition,
light and warmth
to the pealing alpine valley.
Where the true colour
of a thousand years
scratched, lingers,
children joyous singing
we chase the winter away
and coals
are the brightest,
sweetest light.
Allelu…
March the streets, ringing.
--The Fleur-de-lis (2011) Emily Isaacson

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- Wild Lily Events
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- Clinic Philosophy
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