sunsets are sufficient?
Does a human get her fill
of ocean chant, lilac scent,
seeds of dandelion skydiving
by silk parachute, robins
preening orange breasts?
I have counted blackbirds
perched on power lines like
children queued for recess.
Admired glistening chain
mail on rainbow trout.
Sauntered under leafy
canopies on pine-needle
cushioned paths. Captured
snowflakes on my tongue,
insects in my hair. As remedy
for humdrum days, make
your house green. That’s
my prescription.
~ Linda M. Lewis
Linda M. Lewis, professor emerita of Bethany College, earned a PhD in British literature and has published four books of literary criticism (University of Missouri Press). Her recent work, Ensemble (Spartan Press, 2019), is a collection of poems that celebrate woman’s experience and narrate female lives—both famous and infamous. This poem contained an allusion to The Sunday Tertulia, a novel by Lori Marie Carlson. This poem was originally published in The Sea Letter, October, 2018.
June Editor Bio: Ramona Vreeland McCallum is the author of a collection of poetry entitled Still Life with Dirty Dishes (Woodley Press, 2013). She earned her MFA from UMKC in 2017 and her Master of Arts in Teaching from KSU in 2018. She lives in Garden City, Kansas where she teaches 5th grade English Language Arts and co-parents six children with her husband, Brian McCallum. For June’s poems, Ramona selected work whose avian and weather imagery convey metaphoric and dichotomous themes of restlessness & peace, anxiety & security, and which communicate the power of presence when reflecting on the past and looking toward the future.
Lovely poem- snowflakes on my tongue!
Wonderful.
chain mail on a rainbow trout…fish as knight prepared for battle…love this…also the contrast of snowflakes on the speaker’s tongue with insects in her hair; poems that challenge the preciousness of nature draw me in as this one surely does!