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		<title>What Is Life&#8217;s Work</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2011 12:59:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;ve just done my first podcast, a short poem called &#8216;Life&#8217;s Work&#8217;. You can listen to it here: Life&#8217;s Work. Though it&#8217;s short, its theme is a perennial one for creatives (in and out of the kitchen!). &#8216;Life&#8217;s Work&#8217; is one poem from a collection I just published called Ten Thoughts About Love. At £4.99, a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Salema Moods</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2011 09:39:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I. Ocean Pulse Rising, curling, foam unfurling, waves of cold Salema sea, next one coming, meet it running, plunge into the safe beneath. Avoid crashing, hard sand-smashing that could knock me to my knees, out here holding, look I’m floating, blood-beat drumming in my ears. Waves keep surging, endless burgeon sent up from the darkest [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Water’s Way</title>
		<link>http://www.ornaross.com/2011/05/water%e2%80%99s-way/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2011 17:38:23 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Orna Ross</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Irish word for &#8216;Hello&#8217; is &#8216;Dia Dhuit&#8216; [literal translation: 'May God be with you']. To which the reply is: &#8216;Dia is Mhuire Dhuit&#8217;. ['May God and his Holy Mother be with you].  And so it can continue, one topping the other with further offerings of assorted saints and angels before getting down to business. This [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Eight Poems</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Mar 2011 09:20:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Orna Ross</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Writer&#8217;s Call: &#8220;&#8230;I work for you kind reader, dear,/who walks my words across the page,/who seeks clear ground in paths I’ve made&#8230;&#8221; Speechless: &#8220;&#8230;Kings will do/what kings do. Soldiers too./And if you don&#8217;t want to know, I won’t keep you&#8230;&#8221; A Reply &#38; An Answer: &#8220;&#8230;Soon, birds won’t be able to sing./Listen. Hear me. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Writer&#8217;s Call</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Mar 2011 12:53:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Orna Ross</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Your words must wash my floor for love, I heard it all declare. I kissed my pen, swore this decree to air. Then set to work on bended knee, a childlike creep through house and street, to clean through what’s encrusted there. It’s done for you, kind reader, dear, who walks my words across the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sunday Poem. Hag Riding.</title>
		<link>http://www.ornaross.com/2010/11/sunday-poem-hag-riding/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Nov 2010 16:21:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Orna Ross</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[By Lucille Clifton. why is what i ask myself maybe it is the afrikan in me still trying to get home after all these years but when I wake to the heat of morning galloping down the highway of my life something hopeful rises in me rises and runs me out into the road and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Sunday Poem: Spinning Still</title>
		<link>http://www.ornaross.com/2010/10/sunday-poem-spinning-still/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 31 Oct 2010 13:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Orna Ross</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[In the amber of a late October,/altered by illness/and a mauling from friends, we have/come again to London, and come/one to the other,/in truth,/it seems, for the first time/in twenty-something years./These are our days./Above us, white lines from Heathrow/streak across the sky and a silver...]]></description>
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		<title>Is This A Poem? 7 Ways To Tell</title>
		<link>http://www.ornaross.com/2010/10/is-this-a-poem-7-ways-to-tell/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 Oct 2010 17:09:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Orna Ross</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[‘Dear Orna,’ writes Terry, a long time subscriber. ‘I have been writing these things for years &#8211; I call them poems. But I’m not sure if they are because they don’t rhyme or use verse. What do you think?’ While formalised rhyme, rhythm and metre (as here) are associated with poetry, no single literary technique [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Surfacing. A Poem.</title>
		<link>http://www.ornaross.com/2010/07/surfacing-a-poem/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Jul 2010 06:48:46 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Orna Ross</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Down by the river bank I see a life-ring on a line, and think of how we used to swim in talk, your hands in mine, our arms encircled round your wound, that never-ending need. Your life was so unfairly hard, you felt, and I agreed. So when low words rose from your depths and surged forth, spitting froth, I let them ooze, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Truth To Tell. A Poem.</title>
		<link>http://www.ornaross.com/2010/06/ascot-priory-2010/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 09:47:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Orna Ross</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8216;&#8221;Thou Shalt Not!&#8221; soon fades,’the Storyteller* said. ‘But &#8220;Once Upon a Time&#8230;&#8221; goes on forever.&#8217; It is morning, May in England, Ascot Priory wood. In a clearing by the pathway, a branch invites a bow. I lay my forehead on its bark, its skin on mine is cool with rain. ￼ These trees once belonged to [...]]]></description>
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