| You know, when I thought of this title it was because “sow” is a homophone: so ... where do we go from here ... sew ... stitch something together ... and the planting idea ... and then I found myself saddled with ... a pig! English is terrible and wonderful. ... So, even though I like pigs, I’m rather anti-pig on this one. However, what you bring to this enlarges and extends anything good I have written into the rest of the world, and if you in your wisdom and experience want to bring pigs ... I’ll trust you on that. |
Sow
Poems by
Tanya Rucosky Noakes
Poems by
Tanya Rucosky Noakes
Tanya Rucosky Noakes was born in the mountains east of
Pittsburgh. She has degrees from the University of Pittsburgh in
English Literature and Information Science, and a further degree in
Environmental Education from Slippery Rock University. She has
worked as an archivist, editor, organic farmer, teacher, foreign aid
worker, and park ranger, and has wandered around Europe, the
American West, and spent several years in Thailand and Taiwan.
Currently she has wandered over to the other side of the planet
where she owns an organic farm and runs a community
environmental organization in rural Australia.
Pittsburgh. She has degrees from the University of Pittsburgh in
English Literature and Information Science, and a further degree in
Environmental Education from Slippery Rock University. She has
worked as an archivist, editor, organic farmer, teacher, foreign aid
worker, and park ranger, and has wandered around Europe, the
American West, and spent several years in Thailand and Taiwan.
Currently she has wandered over to the other side of the planet
where she owns an organic farm and runs a community
environmental organization in rural Australia.
