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a statue of an angel appears to be blowing clouds into the sky from a horn

The Angel

By Phibby Venable An angel was perched delicately on the straight back chair in the corner, but everyone pretended not to see her. At least it appeared that way to fifteen – year old Katie, who couldn’t take her eyes off the golden wings and slim figure. “Mama, don’t you…

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November Journal: Wednesday, November 27, 2013

by Don Mager While cold’s persistence officiates, afternoon’s amnesia sweeps away the dinge of clouds.  Sundown plays suites of madrigals on pianissimo recorders.  Counterpoints weave off-beats at low registers.  Modulations melt.  Descant sherbets—treble creams—drops of lemon tenors—contra basses in their azure barkings—and dancing at the upper edges, small piquant sopranino…

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