Tag: Poetry Fall 2023
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L. Shapley Bassen
Uncle Phil Doesn’t everyone have someone who committed suicide?In my case, it was a young uncle.Family was always ‘waiting for the other shoe to fall’which I didn’t understand early onbut it became the foundation for metaphorand the reality of Uncle Phil.Kind, gentle, shy, smart. Taught me ping pong,golf swing, and clean sparkplugs —the latter outmoded…
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Rita Spalding
Self Portrait as a Cedar in All Seasons Third daughter of a former POW and his beautiful wifeWho had dark, long curling hair, deep blue eyes and multi-personalities.She had a tiny waist until the babies started comingAnd even then it was tinier than most who had given birth.Maybe that’s because she chose to be a…
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Carolyn Russell Stonewall
Out of the Blue Sometimes near sunseta thunderheadsits on a city,its lead weightwaiting,when a suddenglory of turquoiseand pearl unfurls,rises to the skyline’sfull height—the Free Frenchon their feetin Casablanca,singing “La Marseillaise.” In the Garden I twist strandsof my hair,fine and silveras my grandmother’s,the first timemy baby handspressed themto my cheek.“What week was that?”I wonder,“Were daffodils leaningon…
Pegasus 