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Liane Tyrrel

Birthday Poem

Now I say I’m 55. There is this dried 

lichen on dead tree trunks. Numbered 

utility poles. I have no patience. So many 

vines on the side of the road. They say 

God the Creator loves creativity. This 

has always been lodged inside of me. 

The house getting bigger now as it ages. 

Everything growing wild. Multiplying 

and trying to get out.

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Liane Tyrrel is a visual artist and poet. Her poems are published or forthcoming in Poetry Northwest, Guesthouse, and Four Way Review among others. She walks with her dog in the woods and fields of New Hampshire.

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