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		By: Constance Robinson-Haws		</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2022 22:42:27 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Lauri&#039;s use of similes, metaphors, personification, and imagery transplanted me to the beaches of Washington state. Writing about her pesky siblings&#039; adventures and family traditions made me misty-eyed as I embraced the memories of my own family. You don&#039;t have to love poetry or the beach to appreciate the creativity poured into the little book of poems.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lauri&#8217;s use of similes, metaphors, personification, and imagery transplanted me to the beaches of Washington state. Writing about her pesky siblings&#8217; adventures and family traditions made me misty-eyed as I embraced the memories of my own family. You don&#8217;t have to love poetry or the beach to appreciate the creativity poured into the little book of poems.</p>
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		By: Teri Wells		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Teri Wells]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2022 13:29:53 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Prepare your favorite tea, snuggle into a comfortable spot, and then open POEMS OF THE POINT. Lauri Cherian will take you to a private retreat nestled in Puget Sound. Whether you have been there before or have only this opportunity to explore Gig Harbor, you will not be disappointed. Not only will you discover memories of her surreally perfect childhood, but you’ll soon be unpacking memories of your own.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Prepare your favorite tea, snuggle into a comfortable spot, and then open POEMS OF THE POINT. Lauri Cherian will take you to a private retreat nestled in Puget Sound. Whether you have been there before or have only this opportunity to explore Gig Harbor, you will not be disappointed. Not only will you discover memories of her surreally perfect childhood, but you’ll soon be unpacking memories of your own.</p>
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		By: Raymond Wells		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Raymond Wells]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2022 13:27:07 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Is it cheating to say Lauri is my friend? I hope not, because I can be a harsh critic, even of pals. But I don’t have to be this time.
Poems of the Point is a book of remembrances that are wholly personal to the author. But her details of holidays, bike rides, of mom and dad and their legacies conjured similar memories from my life. 
Being able to relate - is that what’s missing in so many dust covered collections of poetry? Not so here. Lauri takes you to a specific place in her heart, leaving plenty of space to touch yours.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Is it cheating to say Lauri is my friend? I hope not, because I can be a harsh critic, even of pals. But I don’t have to be this time.<br />
Poems of the Point is a book of remembrances that are wholly personal to the author. But her details of holidays, bike rides, of mom and dad and their legacies conjured similar memories from my life.<br />
Being able to relate &#8211; is that what’s missing in so many dust covered collections of poetry? Not so here. Lauri takes you to a specific place in her heart, leaving plenty of space to touch yours.</p>
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		By: Tracy Cram Perkins		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Tracy Cram Perkins]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2022 12:53:31 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Cherian’s poetry collection vividly describes growing up in the heart of the Puget Sound in Washington State. Her reflections on her childhood, growing up on the beach, and memories of her parents capture the moment and the surroundings. I really enjoyed the collection. I especially enjoyed &quot;Junk from the Dump&quot; for its transformation of trash to childhood treasures. The book is a cozy, afternoon read, while rapped in a blanket, drinking a hot cup of tea.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Cherian’s poetry collection vividly describes growing up in the heart of the Puget Sound in Washington State. Her reflections on her childhood, growing up on the beach, and memories of her parents capture the moment and the surroundings. I really enjoyed the collection. I especially enjoyed &#8220;Junk from the Dump&#8221; for its transformation of trash to childhood treasures. The book is a cozy, afternoon read, while rapped in a blanket, drinking a hot cup of tea.</p>
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		By: Sue Saffle		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sue Saffle]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2022 02:44:31 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[As someone who grew up in the Wasatch mountains of landlocked Utah, I’ve always wondered how different my life would have been had I grown up on the water. Newly retired and seduced by its serene beauty, my husband and I recently moved to Gig Harbor, and since then I have longed to see our new home through the eyes of a local. Lauri Cruver Cherian’s “Poems of the Point” answers that desire. Her beautifully crafted poems describe her vivid experiences growing up on the bay in a house built by her father and made magical by her mother, where she often saw playful seals, “Southern Resident Orcas,” eagles diving for salmon, moon snails and sand dollars, “alarming” and somewhat obscene Pacific Geoduck, and glorious sunsets. Later life took her away from the beach “that hasn’t changed” and about which she asks, “Does it know you are gone?” Her poem “Once” describes the people who have lived here, including the native American tribes “herded into reservations.” But this fine collection of poems is truly a hymn of praise for her “home on the point” and the paradise that “once” was hers.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As someone who grew up in the Wasatch mountains of landlocked Utah, I’ve always wondered how different my life would have been had I grown up on the water. Newly retired and seduced by its serene beauty, my husband and I recently moved to Gig Harbor, and since then I have longed to see our new home through the eyes of a local. Lauri Cruver Cherian’s “Poems of the Point” answers that desire. Her beautifully crafted poems describe her vivid experiences growing up on the bay in a house built by her father and made magical by her mother, where she often saw playful seals, “Southern Resident Orcas,” eagles diving for salmon, moon snails and sand dollars, “alarming” and somewhat obscene Pacific Geoduck, and glorious sunsets. Later life took her away from the beach “that hasn’t changed” and about which she asks, “Does it know you are gone?” Her poem “Once” describes the people who have lived here, including the native American tribes “herded into reservations.” But this fine collection of poems is truly a hymn of praise for her “home on the point” and the paradise that “once” was hers.</p>
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		By: Sue Saffle		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sue Saffle]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2022 02:39:13 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[As someone who grew up in the Wasatch mountains of landlocked Utah, I&#039;ve always wondered how different my life would have been had I grown up on the water. Newly retired and seduced by its serene beauty, my husband and I recently moved to Gig Harbor, and since then I have longed to see our new home through the eyes of a local. Lauri Cruver Cherian&#039;s &quot;Poems of the Point&quot; answers that desire. Her beautifully crafted poems describe her vivid experiences growing up on the bay in a house built by her father and made magical by her mother, where she often saw playful seals, &quot;Southern Resident Orcas,&quot; eagles diving for salmon, moon snails and sand dollars, &quot;alarming&quot; and somewhat obscene Pacific Geoduck, and glorious sunsets. Later life took her away from the beach &quot;that hasn&#039;t changed&quot; and about which she asks, &quot;Does it know you are gone?&quot; Her poem &quot;Once&quot; describes the people who have lived here, including the native American tribes &quot;herded into reservations.&quot; But this fine collection of poems is truly a hymn of praise for her &quot;home on the point&quot; and the paradise that &quot;once&quot; was hers.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As someone who grew up in the Wasatch mountains of landlocked Utah, I&#8217;ve always wondered how different my life would have been had I grown up on the water. Newly retired and seduced by its serene beauty, my husband and I recently moved to Gig Harbor, and since then I have longed to see our new home through the eyes of a local. Lauri Cruver Cherian&#8217;s &#8220;Poems of the Point&#8221; answers that desire. Her beautifully crafted poems describe her vivid experiences growing up on the bay in a house built by her father and made magical by her mother, where she often saw playful seals, &#8220;Southern Resident Orcas,&#8221; eagles diving for salmon, moon snails and sand dollars, &#8220;alarming&#8221; and somewhat obscene Pacific Geoduck, and glorious sunsets. Later life took her away from the beach &#8220;that hasn&#8217;t changed&#8221; and about which she asks, &#8220;Does it know you are gone?&#8221; Her poem &#8220;Once&#8221; describes the people who have lived here, including the native American tribes &#8220;herded into reservations.&#8221; But this fine collection of poems is truly a hymn of praise for her &#8220;home on the point&#8221; and the paradise that &#8220;once&#8221; was hers.</p>
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		By: Kyle Cruver		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kyle Cruver]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2022 00:19:31 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[This is a tender-hearted, very personal collection, celebrating life along the shores of Puget Sound. In just a few lines, I am taken back to carefree summer days spent beachcombing and sharing the quiet lessons of becoming children once again through older eyes.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is a tender-hearted, very personal collection, celebrating life along the shores of Puget Sound. In just a few lines, I am taken back to carefree summer days spent beachcombing and sharing the quiet lessons of becoming children once again through older eyes.</p>
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