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The Woodpecker Triolet

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I hear a woodpecker’s rapping

Along with the distant cawing of crows

My eyes are heavy from napping

I hear a woodpecker’s rapping

Along with a faraway dog’s yapping

I stretch my body and wiggle my toes

I hear a woodpecker’s rapping

Along with the distant cawing of crows

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Published by lenleatherwood

I am a native Texan who has lived for the past 30 years in Southern California. I am a published author of both short memoir and fiction, a two-time Pushcart nominee, a nationally award-winning writing coach, an editor, as well as a Licensed Professional Counselor in the state of Texas. In addition, I am the mother of three grown daughters of whom I am extremely proud, a grandmother of four darling children and the wife of a man I still love after 44 years.

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  1. Eileen Harrison Sanchez's avatar Eileen Harrison Sanchez says:
    April 3, 2026 at 6:18 am

    Len, the caw, caw of the crows took me to a flash piece you wrote about five years ago. Today is Good Friday- a day to remember the loss of a loved one and simply say I’m sorry for your loss.

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