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Winter 2007, vol 5 no 4


Adelaide B. Shaw


In my dreams I return to the streets of my childhood. Again and again I am there, going back as an adult. At one end of our block, the Goodyear Rubber plant, belching out acrid odors. Across from our house, the cheese processing plant, further souring the air. Familiar smells, yet welcome.

Edna Reilly still runs the corner candy and tobacco store. Joe Kelly still mixes chocolate sodas for a nickel at the drugstore. All are alive in these dreams. Parents, grandparents, neighbors.

These ghosts move as if made of flesh and blood. Their reality claims my attention, my participation. I want to touch, to embrace, to stay.

a lightning flash–
for an instant the darkness
reveals its secrets


Adelaide B. Shaw Adelaide B. Shaw writes haiku, tanka and haibun, as well as short stories. Her work has appeared in a number of journals. She lives with her husband of 46 years in a small town in upstate New York.