Rosemary & Thyme
A poem by Sterling Warner
Rosemary & Thyme Gemma wore a wildflower garland whenever she went hiking or walked; dancing through fields of mustard greens she’d bend, lie down on her back, face the sun with eyelids shut yet ears wide open to listen & absorb nature’s cries from birdists pishing to June bugs buzzing; enlivened, aware, unequivocally a pastoral child rising only as the sun set on the horizon & mosquitoes chased her on home with a hand full of roses, sage, hibiscus, & jasmine stalks Gemma would weave… fashioning headdresses shared with sisters she invited to join her outdoors the next day.
About the Author:
An award-winning author, poet, and emeritus English Professor, Sterling Warner’s works have appeared many literary magazines, journals, and anthologies including Anti-heroin Chic, The Galway Review, and Sparks of Calliope. Warner’s poetry/fiction include Rags and Feathers, Without Wheels, ShadowCat, Edges, Memento Mori: a Chapbook Redux, Serpent’s Tooth, Flytraps, Cracks of Light: Pandemic Poetry & Fiction 2019-2022, Halcyon Days: Collected Fibonacci, Abraxas: Poems (2024), and Masques: Flash fiction & Short Stories.
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May 23, 2024 at 8:32 AM
so many senses awoken with the words and imagery. saw myself in much of it.
Isn’t that the beauty of sharing?
Betsy H.
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