Requiem A poem by Marietta Calvanico RequiemThe beach isn’t lonely on an autumn afternoon,Down by the jetty another four-wheeler turns, grinding and kicking up sand,Bait-diggers with shovels and pails, fishermen wading out knee-deep,I don’t miss the happy noise of past... Continue Reading →
I’d like to think (October 14, 1995)
by Marietta Calvanico
Your scent is
in my hair
(or maybe in my mind)
clouding that grey territory
of things said/unsaid... #poetry #poem #dailypoem #morningpoem
Reenactment …and dim the lights, acting as a soft veil covering my eyes, The numbers on the clock glow faintly across the room, but it is not this time anymore. I command each memory deliberately, sharply, And let them play... Continue Reading →
Prayer in the Cupola for Bobby T. When cold still air bites I am happy for that and for other things I can’t see but know are there, Four friends raise glasses to those on both sides of the equation,... Continue Reading →
Matters of Life and Death by Marietta Calvanico It’s high season in the garden, Tomatoes drinking in the hot summer sun testify with bold color to the presence of life, Basil, mint, rosemary standing ready to release potent sweet magic.... Continue Reading →
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