tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919129282086392243.post712824989002399640..comments2023-10-12T08:30:01.550-04:00Comments on Fact, Fiction, and Everything in Between: On the topic of love and romance...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13654920953787030993noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919129282086392243.post-35577268258875874062010-02-15T18:02:51.763-05:002010-02-15T18:02:51.763-05:00Did you see The Writer's Almanac on Valentine&...Did you see The Writer's Almanac on Valentine's Day? This was the first poem:<br /> <br />"Tracks" by Ted Kooser<br /><br />Using a cobbler's shoe last<br />I found one summer at a yard sale,<br />and the heavy leather uppers<br />from cast-off boots, a jigsaw,<br />some wood, an awl and thread,<br />and a few evenings sitting alone<br />thinking of you, I have fashioned<br />a pair of red valentine shoes<br />with heart-shaped wooden heels.<br />Look for my tracks on your doorstep<br />where I stood with sore feet<br />through the evening, too timid do knock.Sabrinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01179573103684090904noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8919129282086392243.post-43278151705477638742010-02-15T10:20:56.493-05:002010-02-15T10:20:56.493-05:00This post reminded me of one of my favorite poets,...This post reminded me of one of my favorite poets, Ted Kooser. For several years, he would send handmade Valentines to women across the country with poems he had written. He later published a chapbook with all the poems and called it simply "Valentines." He's absolutely adorable little man.Sara Logan Photohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05639163259508245596noreply@blogger.com