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A POEM TO INVOKE WARMER WEATHER

Paying attention to signs of spring and warm weather, wherever they hide! This morning outside my window, the birds sing of it--there's a fresh urgency in their cries. 

http://www.amazon.com/Bone-China-New-Womens-Voices/dp/0972613617/ref=cm_cr_pr_pb_t

Here's a summer poem from my poetry chapbook:

Inheritance

 

The wealthy child's entourage

created summertime

from neap tides and bone china,

slim genteel peninsula

 

between youth, aging

death and birth.

She feels one room's air, then another

where they slept.

 

Bell calling the servants is

shelved.  Sea and wind scour

her Cape's changing arm--

play at songs on window screens.

 

More rooms are silent

doors remain closed.

She cuts bittersweet from a wall of stone.

Even the dust is a layer of pity.