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from Welcome to My Garden by Barry B. Wright

Copyright © 2019–2021 Barry B. Wright

Chapter Fifty-Five
Island Born: A Poem without "E's"

 

Words unfold upon aboard,

Spools unspool within labyrinths hiding in our minds’ dashboards.

Arbors’ ash with nothing but unclad wood

Void of spring’s furnishings sits within snow’s mounting snood.

Polar air---Oh what a bully!---digs at roots to sully

That soul within not its cully.

Piano music, violin, floats upon warmth and joy,

Noon through to night, ahoy,

As howling winds knock at doors,

Its icy unforgiving cold kiss upon harbor’s bay with roar.

Magical things, rich in song,

Sung day thro’ day with scupp’r’nong.

Ask this boy about how kinships form in boats far off our coast.

As dark long days pulls its ripcord, and songbird’s arrival still a ghost.

Our DNA, our history, ...






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