POEM A DAY – February 22 – VANESSA SHIELDS

Nonna watches me from the Alpini
Black and white photo, circa 1953

I colour hearts on the calendar days
time passes in smitten pink
love shapes under moon phases
mimosa yellow, glaucous blue
I’ve been waxing for a week now

yesterday morning was for poetry
D held her gorgeous face in her perfect hands:
It’s so hard! It’s so hard to write haiku!
RA said, I bumped into this phrase…
poets laughing and weeping and learning

I remember being small
seeing my mother asleep on the sofa
s-shaped and vulnerable, silent
I wondered how she could sleep
life was so loud

longing for summer
snow places another page

GO TEAM CANADA! MEN’S HOCKEY!!! I can hear it in the background as I’m writing, and my tummy is the ice rink – scratched and skated on with nerves!

Also…ONE SPOT LEFT!

WILL YOU BE OUR POET?

2 thoughts on “POEM A DAY – February 22”

Hi Vanessa,

Beautiful swirling colours and images…fragments of love and memory in your poem. Here and there, in dreams and on tbe page, it seems to me that love returns to us as the strongest most enduring force in tbe universe. Calling us back to itself and helping us remember that we are the essence of love, too.

Xoxo

Mary-Jo

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