Poem of Attachment – a poem by Peggy Turnbull

Poem of Attachment

A mindful woman
would usher you away
when you step into her thoughts.

But I am a poet
begging your presence
in a poem.

When will I learn?

The ash from a thousand burning forests
will never be reborn
as paper.

 

Peggy Turnbull studied anthropology in college and has a master’s in library and information science.  She has written all her life, mostly in diaries, but after returning to her birthplace in Wisconsin, she began to write poems.  Read them in Poetry Quarterly, Rat’s Ass Review, and New Verse News or visit https://peggyturnbull.blogspot.com/  .

Egret Trinity – a poem by Diane Elayne Dees

Egret Trinity

A pale, graceful sculpture,
the elegant bird—its legs angled
like a Bauhaus base—
stands perfectly still
before stepping into the water.
Beneath, the egret’s shadow
forms a curious ink drawing
on the grass, while just beyond,
in the algae-painted pond,
the bird’s reflection—a ghostly
Rorschach—ripples a message
I cannot decipher. Three egrets
stand, recline and float
before me, and I, a witness
to sacred art, am rendered
as still as the water at my feet.

 

Diane Elayne Dees‘s poetry has been published in many journals and anthologies. Diane, who lives in Covington, Louisiana, also publishes Women Who Serve, a blog that delivers news and commentary on women’s professional tennis throughout the world. Diane’s chapbook, I Can’t Recall Exactly When I Died, is forthcoming from Clare Songbirds Publishing House.