Contributor Series 8: Feast or Famine, Last Picnic

Contributor Series 8: Feast and Famine
Last Picnic
By Monica Crumback

You should have shown up early,
an offering in hand. You might have
thought of her love for blueberries.
You could have thawed a smile
or served a kind word to an old blouse.
This was her day, after all. Although
she didn't know it. Already gone
was even his name, so carefully chosen
because, she'd said, he looked like a king.
That was then. Now she's eating a raisin 
and calling it pie. So you should never
mind the berries. Very soon,
the queen will sleep. Just let her
taste the earth.



Monica Crumback's poem Vows appeared at vox poetica in September 2009.

 

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