Tuesday, December 1, 2020

One small thing

The Sun Magazine arrived yesterday and this poem stayed on the kitchen counter all day. As I went back and forth throughout the house I stopped and read it, again and again. I've looked for more work by Cordaro and found her debut here in The Apple Valley Review. 





at
Labels: , , ,

1 comment:

Thank you for reading and commenting!

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Coffee talk

Jerry and I were at Living Room Coffee and Kitchen this morning in Maplewood, between an appointment and an errand. We’re on a search for “o...

  • Draw back the curtain
    I had my alarm set for 3AM so I could see the eclipse, I was in the warm bed thinking and then, suddenly, it was 4AM and I trundled down the...
  • Gray skies are gonna clear up
    A century or two ago when Jerry would put to sea, I would pine for him and walk the widow’s walk searching the horizon for his ship. Okay, t...
  • Night things
    Two planets and a portion of moon outside tonight; a swish of a cloud that looks a whale breaching. I wish the cloud would stay highlighted ...