THE POET BY DAY

Daily Archives: June 2, 2017

squeezing a penny my mother never knew the names for things the trees were just trees, the flowers just flowers, she knew life as a sigh and aspiration as a linchpin, she could get to work and maneuver in the dark, she could squeeze a penny too and force tired feet into worn shoes © 2013, poem, Jamie Dedes;  Photo courtesy of morgueFile sleeping without walls the fields that year taught the art of sleeping outside, sleeping… Read More