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    Tangled Thoughts
    Tangled Thoughts
    Tangled Thoughts
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    Tangled Thoughts

    By Emeline Rodway

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    These poems, in free verse and fixed forms, span a variety of topics from poetry itself and the writing process to philosophy, psychology, feminism, social justice and the questions of legacy. Most of the poems have been written in the last ten years and reflect the poet’s tangled thoughts and observations about life, the natural world, and her search for meaning through metaphor, meter, and insight.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherXlibris US
    Release dateJul 25, 2019
    ISBN9781796048445
    Tangled Thoughts
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    Emeline Rodway

    Emeline Rodway was born, raised, and educated in Canada. She immigrated to the United States with her husband in 1972 and settled in Indiana where they raised a son and a daughter. Over the years, she held careers in nursing education, school volunteer management, and philanthropy. Now the grandmother of five, she lives in The Villages, Florida where she enjoys the freedom to pursue her various interests. She is a Master Knitter, social Bridge player, and reader and student of poetry. In the summer, she reconnects with her Canadian roots and family at a cottage in Ontario.

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