Author Archives: elainereardon

About elainereardon

Poet, writer, gardener, herbalist, pottery, painting—bumping into magic, peeking around new corners.

New England Memories Magazine

I’m pleased to share with you that New England Memories Magazine has just published my poem, Nan.  You can visit them here: https://newenglandmemories.com/2020/05/27/nan/  

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Simply Eggs

Eggs I was reminded today, by something I read, of my own father enticing me to eat eggs when I was three years old. I was very fussy about eating.  Eggs had to be just right, no runny whites, and soft … Continue reading

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Water & Time

  Moss Brook has seen so much over the decades. Moss Brook begins at Black Swamp, splashed through the forest to join Miller River for twelve miles, where they tumble into the Connecticut River. When I was younger, I imagined … Continue reading

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Vernal Pools

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At Home this May

The sun shines today after a week of pouring rain. Violets begin to bloom in the grass, and I’ve planted the first rows of lettuce and spinach. In the past couple of days, I’ve been fortunate to have poetry accepted at several … Continue reading

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Bosque La Primavera

  Primavera Forest National Forest/ Bosque La Primavera.  There used to be a small nunnery tucked into the edge of Bosque La Primavera. Women, most often at the edge of life, found their way to this Abbess. Convent in Primavera … Continue reading

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Spring Onions

In this small town, one person bought many onion sets to plant. Too many, and offered to share. Many of us took them, and they were planted all over town. It lead to me writing this poem, set in the … Continue reading

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Earthquakes and Religion

The 1755 Cape Ann earthquake took place off the coast of the British Province of Massachusetts Bay on November 18. At between 6.0 and 6.3 on the Richter scale, it remains the largest earthquake in the history of Massachusetts. Wikipedia  … Continue reading

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April Commences

  April In the yard rivulets of water run through mud. I pick up the rake to drag mounds  of gravel back into deep tire  troughs. A warming sun shepherds in snowmelt and sap flow. Later, I look out the … Continue reading

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April Under Corona

Like so many folks, I’ve followed the news, plotted how to best buy groceries, maintain health, and not feel completely stressed at the end of the day.  A few things stand out to me as beneficial highlights.   Last Friday, … Continue reading

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