and Turkish bread
at my door …
her generous spirit
colors my cheeks
Issue 15.2 | 26 November 2015
Anne, you've said so much by saying so little! I was moved.
Agree with Jan; I was moved by the honest simplicity of this.
Ah, lovely, Anne. I am reminded of a special person that used to visit my grandmother here in Ireland many years ago.
grandma's kitchen . . .
a star-covered teacup
for the gypsy lady
Frogpond, Autumn 2012
Food works on so many levels, even fast food, for us, or our fellow animals.
a cat picking
at discarded fast food
this night without you
filling with the hum
of regular rain
July 2015 issue of brass bell, featuring poems by Alan Summers
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