Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Anita's Entry into Paula's Book

I had a delightful time visiting with Anita today. We sat under a flowering tree facing the broad Minnehaha Avenue. I learned that her father is James White, a memorable poetry instructor of mine during my early years at art school.

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  1. I know. Right? Anita, graced the group with color, breathing sweetness into the books.