Soon, this year of firsts
will roll into peach season
filled with velvet skin
and sweet juice
O, suddenly I am
eager
to eat a peach
with you—
Sincerely
Soon, this year of firsts
will roll into peach season
filled with velvet skin
and sweet juice
O, suddenly I am
eager
to eat a peach
with you—
Sincerely
there's a poem in every day
aka: The Happy Bookers
Artist
I came to where you were living, up a stair. There was no one there.--John Ashberry, "The New Higher"
custom poems on vintage typewriters
One Poet's Writing Practice: Poems by Mary Kendall
A Ronka Poetry Practice Since 2014
Living in the moment
Beautiful. Sweet.