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Annette Mineo
a text
from my daughter
"didn't get job don't call"
from the night sky
new snow covers an old world
finally
books from amazon
arrive in the mail
a spot of winter sunshine
warming me to the bone
the ocean storm's energy
a surprise to me
no more
do I question
where I fit in
in the nor'easter's
wild winds
we stand touching
before green hills of ocean
the only two people on earth
mama says
everyone she knows is dying
these days
icicles by the back door
show no sign of melting
so much waiting
in this life
when will they come
the lively red-winged blackbirds
to my lonely marsh again
as long as I
can write these little poems
in between
the moons the storms the changing tides
I just might survive
Grateful acknowledgment is made to the publication where this poem was first published.
"in the nor'easter's", Modern English Tanka - MET 6, Vol. 2, No. 2
Annette Mineo lives in the seaside artist village of Rockport,
Massachusetts. Her poems have been published in a variety of tanka journals and
she has written and published two chapbooks: empty baskets and six
sunflowers and an inch worm.
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