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She hangs a plastic rose In the empty space; Lineations of light caress Her trembling hand and slow her thought. A thought so close to revealing Some mystery Tightly pressed into the delicate cracks Of old window glass. The cookie jar Is filled with old pennies and dust; The mending is tossed Into a pile next to the coffee pot. Endless seams wait For her touch. White wash drips in the morning sun; A dandelion follows the breeze. She can almost feel the loving That surely never was as She traces a dream that left its fingerprints On the window sill. In the absence of thought The rose and memories breathe And for a moment she remembers The sweet cherry wine... Sandy Lulay, originally from Woodstock, New York, is a resident of Stuart, Florida. Lulay is an "Original Woodstock Girl" who has been writing poetry since age ten. Many of her poems have been published both in Woodstock and Stuart's Sleeping Bear Review. She is currently working on a collection of poems that express the true soul of Woodstock, America's first art colony. Please, DO NOT steal, scavenge or repost this work without the expressed written authorization of Swans, which will seek permission from the author. This material is copyrighted, © Sandy Lulay 2001. All rights reserved. No part of this material may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the publisher. |
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Sandy Lulay's Poems and Commentaries on Swans
ESCAPE (May 2001)
BLACK SHEEP PASSING (May 2001)
Earth Day: American Myth? (April 2001)
TIDES (April 2001)
THAT SUNDAY FEELING (April 2001)
SOMEWHERE (March 2001)
SAVANNA SONG (March 2001)