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Featured Poem: Gyroscope

By Ted Kooser I place this within the first order of wonders: a ten-year-old girl alone on a sunny, glassed-in porch in February, the world beyond the windows slowly tipping forward into spring, her thin arms held out in the sleepwalker pose, and pinched and stretched between her fingers, a length of common grocery twine upon which smoothly spins and leans one of the … Read More Featured Poem: Gyroscope