wendy smith - poetry

Poetry

NATURE PARALLELS

painterly
red apples
after autumn rain

winter —
in a world of one color
the taste of peaches

(after Basho)

bitter wind —
in the concert hall
the rites of spring

the rain
brings the lilac fragrance
over the hill

the hummingbird
never quite lands
on the flower

ATTACHMENTS

cancer patient —
the beauty
of her breast

walking around each other
in the silence
of the quarrel

miles apart
I feel closest
to my mother

childhood cancer-
I tell her
hair doesn’t matter

DAILY RIPPLES

out of work
toasting bread
nothing to put on it

stench following me
there it is
on my shoe bottom

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