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	<title>Comments on: The Walled Garden of Spices and Herbs</title>
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		<title>By: Tweet Party on Thursday, Dec. 3</title>
		<link>http://www.tweetspeakpoetry.com/blog/2009/11/12/the-walled-garden-of-spices-and-herbs/comment-page-1/#comment-101</link>
		<dc:creator>Tweet Party on Thursday, Dec. 3</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 00:55:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] past parties, see For past parties, see The Walled Garden of Herbs and Spices, Love at the Masquerade Ball, Poems of the Ruby Moon, The Orchards of Desire, A Tabloidian Twepic, [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] past parties, see For past parties, see The Walled Garden of Herbs and Spices, Love at the Masquerade Ball, Poems of the Ruby Moon, The Orchards of Desire, A Tabloidian Twepic, [...]</p>
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		<title>By: L.L. Barkat</title>
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		<dc:creator>L.L. Barkat</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 16:12:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Round and round, like a villanelle again. That&#039;s how these seem to go. And as I read, the intensity grows... the weight of the words turning and returning. The way you gather and pour out our words leaves me breathless.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Round and round, like a villanelle again. That&#8217;s how these seem to go. And as I read, the intensity grows&#8230; the weight of the words turning and returning. The way you gather and pour out our words leaves me breathless.</p>
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		<title>By: nancy</title>
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		<dc:creator>nancy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 05:48:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>delightful display</description>
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		<title>By: Maureen Doallas</title>
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		<dc:creator>Maureen Doallas</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 03:52:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Heroic effort, Glynn. You deserve your very own crown of laurels accented with sweet red peppers and delicate hibiscus flowers.

As for the sniffing of cloves before, during, or after Tweet parties: what say you?

By the time I reached the end, what came to mind was Jung&#039;s Red Book. Imagine what Jung might have made of our TweetSpeak!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Heroic effort, Glynn. You deserve your very own crown of laurels accented with sweet red peppers and delicate hibiscus flowers.</p>
<p>As for the sniffing of cloves before, during, or after Tweet parties: what say you?</p>
<p>By the time I reached the end, what came to mind was Jung&#8217;s Red Book. Imagine what Jung might have made of our TweetSpeak!</p>
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