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    From The Wild, a collection of original poems
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    From The Wild, a collection of original poems

    By Mary Ann Archibald

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    About this ebook

    Discover a world where commonplace observation and insight collide.

    From the wild is a pithy collection of original poetry by author and artist Mary Ann Archibald.

    From a hot bubbling pot of fudge to a night sky filled with fireflies, this work holds a prism up to the value of our daily lives.

    Courage and vivid imagery guide the journey as the author gently pokes fun at lighter moments yet tackles serious issues facing many today in a broader context.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMary Ann Archibald
    Release dateMar 19, 2011
    ISBN9781458113122
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