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Trish Saunders<\/h1>\n

When You Have Reached the Trying Age<\/span><\/h2>\n

Clap along, if you can still
\n<\/span>feel your hands
\n<\/span>and no one
\n<\/span>has pinned
\n<\/span>your mittens to your coat.<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Trish Saunders<\/em> writes poems from Honolulu and Seattle and, in her imagination,\u00a0<\/span>from the shores of Crescent Lake. \u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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