Nonna watches me from the AlpiniBlack and white photo, circa 1953 I colour hearts on the calendar daystime passes in smitten pinklove shapes under moon phasesmimosa yellow, glaucous blueI’ve been waxing for a week now yesterday morning was for poetryD held her gorgeous face in her perfect hands:It’s so hard! It’s so hard to write… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 22
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Holiday Time
I have no idea what day of the week it is. I know the number, 26, but I don't know what day it is because my body has lost all feelings in this regard. You too? It's sooo bizarre! I mean, if I feel any day in my body it's Saturday. One loooong Saturday. I… Continue reading Holiday Time
Poem 211 – How the day gets away
How the day gets away A quick conversation ebbs into an ocean of discoveriesAn eye rest becomes a deep sleep under an afternoon sky blanket A bite gathers courses and expands into dessertA coincidental run-in unfolds into a magical meant-to-be An email response thunders into a manifestoA direct drive corners into a dynamic detour Words… Continue reading Poem 211 – How the day gets away
VANESSA SHIELDS 