by Ted Kooser
At two in the morning, when the moon
from Ted Kooser: Garrison Keillor: The Writer's Almanac: Highway 30 by Ted Kooser
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I have irises that have been handed down through my family over the generations, being dug up again and again, moved to another house, another garden. Here's a poem about that sort of inheritance, by Debra Wierenga, who lives in Michigan.
Chiller Pansies
from Ted Kooser: American Life in Poetry: Column 379
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