Antidote 37 on an Easter pandemic Sunday, Timid not triumphant, an ailing alleluia this year. All of us waiting ripe for resurrection of the holy personal calendar. In time, repentance. I recall only blankly baking cake on a lark, three layers and your three years. Darling dove. Earth is solid under … Continue reading Two Poems by Laura Smichak
“Sakura”
By Thomas Page Potomac Waters Reflecting the Washington Marbled-white skyline. Calendared April, Waxing hibernating. Heat now rising from The ground, awakens Rosy-hued gifts from Japan ‘Bout a century Ago. See how the Washingtonian escapes Political plight To smell faintly sweet Cherry blossoms and to crown Themselves new Floras, Kings and Queens of trees Belonging … Continue reading “Sakura”
