Procrastination
PROCRASTINATION by April Halprin Wayland Ancient dog circled in the grass round and round to tamp it down I am dog circling, too round and round as all dogs do round my homework, round my desk finally, working then I rest. published in Cricket Magazine December 2002 also published in my novel in poems, GIRL COMING […]
Rock Solid Friendship
thought about it
saw how deep it was
thought about how cold it would be …
Dad in the Pool
We slip through the summery
turquoise
water…
Sister / Friend
if I ever forget …
LATKES
……………so yummy hot
………………..so Chanukah
Float
… and there is still daylight left when Daddy comes home …
Those School Dances
At the dance,
I wander into the
cold-tiled bathroom:
fixing, fixing, a line
of fixing girls,
making sure.
The Big Picture
The dirt is a loamy red.
My shoes will need a cleaning, I think.
Or maybe I’ll leave them, a soft-stained souvenir.
What a Metaphor for Aging, I Ask My 91-Year-Old Mother
A thief. A thief takes all your assets,
she says lying on the couch,
looking thin, grey, and so very small.
Raspberries metaphor
The “raspberry collective” metaphor I used reminded me of the miniature world in Dr. Seuss’ Horton Hears a Who.