<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sat, 11 Apr 2026 15:54:13 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@jamesdaronstarr/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[POEM: A NATION FULL OF LIES]]></title><description><![CDATA[A NATION FULL OF LIES by James Daron Starr A land never owned by us, struggled for freedom… Nations upon the other; and, not one for its natives. America, we proudly proclaimed it, land of the free. Time]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/nation/@jamesdaronstarr/poem-a-nation-full-of-lies</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/nation/@jamesdaronstarr/poem-a-nation-full-of-lies</guid><category><![CDATA[nation]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamesdaronstarr]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 24 Aug 2016 14:57:45 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[POEM: SUCH IS THE WAY OF LOVE]]></title><description><![CDATA[SUCH IS THE WAY OF LOVE by James Daron Starr Oh sweat whispering of innocent smiles Held so tenderly within a shadow's glow It reveals shapes of brief, devious wilds Spoken by words that touch can only]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/love/@jamesdaronstarr/poem-such-is-the-way-of-love</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/love/@jamesdaronstarr/poem-such-is-the-way-of-love</guid><category><![CDATA[love]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamesdaronstarr]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 24 Aug 2016 13:50:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/MvwLKy3SfvJwXFKCRMDAFrt961QyYcnkK3StLMAfQ?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[THE STORY OF THE PECANS]]></title><description><![CDATA[THE STORY OF THE PECANS by James Daron Starr I remember at time, in my childhood; when, my grandmother had sent me out into the pasture to pick up pecans before the rows of pecan trees. I went out, determined]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/pecan/@jamesdaronstarr/the-story-of-the-pecans</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/pecan/@jamesdaronstarr/the-story-of-the-pecans</guid><category><![CDATA[pecan]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamesdaronstarr]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 24 Aug 2016 12:55:33 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/MvwLKy3SfvJwXFKCRMDAFrt961Uj8d1yFaYE1uvBp?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[THE STORY OF THE STONES]]></title><description><![CDATA[THE STORY OF THE STONES by James Daron Starr A boy is confronted by his grandfather, whom asked the child: go to one side of the back yard and rake the leaves there. However, before the boy left, the]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/stones/@jamesdaronstarr/the-story-of-the-stones</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/stones/@jamesdaronstarr/the-story-of-the-stones</guid><category><![CDATA[stones]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[jamesdaronstarr]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 19 Aug 2016 19:29:27 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/MvwLKy3SfvJwXFKCRMDAFrt961WhMLFXGRUBDrPgJ?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item></channel></rss>