move-in day
everything I own
seen
in a different
light
(Originally published in GUSTS No. 33, Spring/Summer 2021)
Published by
Sally Biggar
Sally Biggar lives in the mid-coast region of Maine. Little did she know 30 years ago, when she moved to the Olympic Peninsula in Washington State, that she would eventually find herself inexorably drawn, like a salmon, back to her birthplace ? to fields ringed with stone walls, a granite coastline, fresh-water lakes and flaming fall foliage. She draws inspiration for her poetry from daily walks with her husband and eavesdropping anywhere, all the time. She began writing haiku in 2010, but now primarily writes tanka, which have appeared most recently in red lights, Eucalypt, Ribbons, GUSTS and Moonbathing.
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So true.
Observation is a discipline, is it not?
tea-time staple —
we finally observe
our old sugar bowl
Beautiful piece! Thanks, Sally.
Very cool.
a truism beautifully said.
__Ah yes: one change often illuminates the need for another, well seen Sally. _m