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	<title>Comments on: Thoughts on the Conference Panel</title>
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		<title>By: Dorothee Skeehan</title>
		<link>http://kaboomwriters.com/2009/09/thoughts-on-the-conference-panel/comment-page-1/#comment-7</link>
		<dc:creator>Dorothee Skeehan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 14:40:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Indeed, this IS a good book, for its content, for the labor of love behind its creation and for the beat of generous hearts who encouraged one another and who, in good turn, encourage us. Through the leaves of a tree become the pages of this good book, and the authors&#039; traveling presence(s), we are encouraged to witness the pen&#039;s fruition.   

I purchased the book at the conference, opened it at random to a poem by Pam Sexton, &quot;Trip.&quot; It spoke directly to my core, called up tears I had to put aside just then, but which have revisited me upon later readings. I have since welcomed them and always will.  All good poems take us places we have never been but we still know. They provide us words for what we recognize but cannot speak. A few good poems go there with us, hand in hand, soul with soul.  

Find these ladies at a bookfair, send in the form, but either way, reach in those jeans and pull out the greens to purchase &quot;When the Bough Breaks.&quot;  It&#039;s hard-times money, well spent, to nod, smile, weep, and rejoice in the pure strength of encouragment. 

My thanks.</description>
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<p>I purchased the book at the conference, opened it at random to a poem by Pam Sexton, &#8220;Trip.&#8221; It spoke directly to my core, called up tears I had to put aside just then, but which have revisited me upon later readings. I have since welcomed them and always will.  All good poems take us places we have never been but we still know. They provide us words for what we recognize but cannot speak. A few good poems go there with us, hand in hand, soul with soul.  </p>
<p>Find these ladies at a bookfair, send in the form, but either way, reach in those jeans and pull out the greens to purchase &#8220;When the Bough Breaks.&#8221;  It&#8217;s hard-times money, well spent, to nod, smile, weep, and rejoice in the pure strength of encouragment. </p>
<p>My thanks.</p>
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		<title>By: Lynn Pruett</title>
		<link>http://kaboomwriters.com/2009/09/thoughts-on-the-conference-panel/comment-page-1/#comment-6</link>
		<dc:creator>Lynn Pruett</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 21:40:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When the Bough Breaks itself is an affirmation.  While true, that in the pieces, characters struggle, for life is a struggle, there is also joy and laughter, clarity and great humor, beauty and triumph.  When the inspirational bough fell, there was life anew, a scattering of seeds, of hope in the midst of disaster, a story the introduction tells with tenderness.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When the Bough Breaks itself is an affirmation.  While true, that in the pieces, characters struggle, for life is a struggle, there is also joy and laughter, clarity and great humor, beauty and triumph.  When the inspirational bough fell, there was life anew, a scattering of seeds, of hope in the midst of disaster, a story the introduction tells with tenderness.</p>
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