Another of my poems was published this morning by Silver Birch Press. And I’m listening to Muddy Waters. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c0_eRVroLqs Life is good. I hope you have a magical Halloween tomorrow. Be safe!
Shop Is for Boys
by Brenda Davis Harsham
I’ll tell you a secret.
When I was a girl,
shop class was for boys.
They sawed, hammered
and sanded birdhouses.
In place of shop,
I learned to make a roux
and divide recipes by two.
I pretended not to be
jealous, but I was.
One steamy summer,
I signed up for sculpture.
I wanted to carve.
I wanted to weld.
I wanted to create
structures taller than me.
I started with wood —
four glued-together,
two-inch-thick boards of
heavy mahogany.
The bandsaw looked big
enough to slice off my arm.
But I carved off corners
as if I knew what to do.
I chiseled, swinging
my mallet with arms that
grew stronger every day.
My gouge released curls of wood.
The scent of fresh wood
intoxicated.
The belt sander screamed
like death itself. My bird took
shape as I sweated,
stopping…
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Friendly Fairy Tales 
Good position for meditation !
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Yes, indeed.
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Congrats, Brenda. And I like your poem.
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Thanks, Cynthia!
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Congratulations
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Thanks, Derrick.
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Beautiful bird and wonderful post. Happy Halloween and may the fairies in your garden have a wonderful day.
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And may your cats have a wicked Halloween party with the fairies in yours.
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Congratulations, and I wish you more time for sculpture/woodwork one day. Do your children do both shop and home economics or whatever they are called these days?
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They aren’t divided that way anymore. I wish for another sculpture class one day…
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Congrats & so well deserved! Love the spooky tale~
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Thanks, Cindy!
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