thanksgiving leftovers
all the things we
didn’t say
Published by
Sondra J. Byrnes
Sondra J. Byrnes, relatively new to writing poetry, writes haiku, senryu, and tanka. Her poetry has been published in Frogpond, Prune Juice, tinywords, A Hundred Gourds, Ribbons, Modern Haiku, The Heron's Nest, Moongarlic, among others. Along with short form poetry, Byrnes is interested in ikebana and chanoyu. Byrnes is a retired law and business professor from the University of Notre Dame; she lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico.
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…..and all the things we did.
family lunch:
tucking into
the marrow
(Presence, Winter 2009)
I recognize the moment, and I like your "leftovers." Could "we" be moved to line 3? I think that arrangement sounds more like the human voice.
Bill Kenney
Family dinners – either too much or too little is said …
Beautiful poem but I agree with Bill: "we" in line 3 sounds more like human voice…
I get the impression that because of 'leftovers', the word 'we' has been left hanging for artistic reasons .. and I like that.
marion
baby photos
from my birth mother…
how do I say hello to me
Alan Summers
Publications credits: The Heron’s Nest (Vol XIV, No. 2: June, 2012)
That’s really thnkiing at a high level