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Phibby Venable Poetry of Phibby Venable

Phibby Venable
Phibby Venable
Abingdon, VA
Member since: Mar, 2009
Last login: 08/26/2009
Last update : 06/22/2009
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  • Three chapbooks, Indian Wind Song, What I Saw Beautiful, & On White Top..published in various national and

    international journals, mags, and e-zines, including; Poetrybay, the Appalachian Journal, Sow's Ear Review,

    Afternoon, Southern Ocean Review, 2River, the Circle, etc..

    Degree in Social Work. Enjoys community service, animal rescue, and photography. Writes often of the Blue Ridge & Appalachian Mts.

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  • A Hermit Mimosa

    June 22, 2009

    • A Hermit MimosaSummer and the mimosaappears in an overhangof vague beauty.There is the subliminal hintof white in her hair.A dozen trees press close.Sometimes the wind liftsa pink strand of curl.Her fragility,  small antennas,of pale music notes.Sometimes a warrior oakshakes his hands free of moss,but she is the mimosawith her head afloat.
  • Rain Song on Holston

    June 22, 2009

    • Rain Song on HolstonThere is an island called Alimony Hillthat lies in the curve of the Holston.The men gather for comparsionsof censored paychecks & loungewith sympathetic women.They believe they have childrenthat chew on check stubs and wives that spend frivolously.There are verbatim frogs on a drop over bank that sing the men over to the saucered island.Crickets listen by the campfire that ...
  • Red Clay

    June 22, 2009

    • Red ClayEven in winter there is little reliefthe Carolina clay is clingingin relentless stains, thewater pipes must be replacedand the mud in stubborn spoilsleave deep red, and faded orangereminders on the rugsNothing of us remains inthis tinted place, where even thesnow surrenders its deepest whiteThe ground seeps beneath usand the first freeze of sleeted rainhas rushed from raw, bronzed ...

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  • pow wow

    March 25, 2009
    very beautiful work,,love the tone and insight! I created the Angels to center myself. Like Earth, on one level. An event growing out of other events

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