What words then do I write
When the ink is not to trust?
A plethora of letters yes!
The thoughts, themselves, disgust.
Do I have words left to say
That will not cause alarm?
Can I wake and try again
The third, perhaps, a charm?
(poem and art by me, CD-W)
Carolyn Dennis-Willingham 
Im not a poem critique, but I do judge art when I see it. Line drawing somehow allows the viewer to fill in the blanks,as it were. Your art work here is excellent.
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I’m voicing this opinion because of an October 1943 Wee Wisdom magazine I’ve managed to save. Inside are many line drawings. The one that stands out most is a boy and girl raking oak leaves. Somehow I’m able to take away more from the drawing than if it were a photograph.
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1943? How cool is that?!
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