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raindrops, cool air, musk,
all round windy lilac night;
spring comes late this year
II
city jewellery
pigeons beaded on electric
wires, cooing necklace
III
copper beech comes into its own
rusty leaves shimmer
reflect golden morning sun
IV
fuchsia morning sky
grey clouds rim the horizon
presage coming snow
© by Jennifer Walcott.
Used with the author’s permission.
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Jennifer Walcott grew up in Jamaica and Canada but has lived in Toronto for many years, where she taught English. Often writing in Jamaican Creole, her work has been published in several journals and in the anthology, Calling Cards: New Poetry from Canadian/Caribbean Women. She is currently working on an anthology about the search for ancestors.
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Dorcas:
Terrific.
Posted 08/11/2015 05:01 PM
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Sondy Squirrelly:
Beautiful! I can't wait to read more from Jennifer Walcott, esp. some of the Jamaican Creole.
Posted 08/11/2015 01:01 PM
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transitions:
All so beautifully written but my favorite is the pigeons, great imagery ~
Posted 08/11/2015 12:27 PM
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Lori Levy:
Beautiful!
Posted 08/11/2015 11:51 AM
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Linda W. Owen:
Thank you, dear poet, for this beautiful respite from the current prolonged heat wave we're enduring in Mississippi. Such refreshing images!
Posted 08/11/2015 10:57 AM
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wendy morton:
oh, the windy lilac night. Lovely.
Posted 08/11/2015 10:55 AM
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Cindy:
There is nothing better than the smell of lilacs in rain, and I love these pigeons too. Nice poem.
Posted 08/11/2015 08:46 AM
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rhonasheridan:
Who needs a camera when you can read this!
Posted 08/11/2015 08:25 AM
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Larry Schug:
Don't you just love how poets see the world! Excellent first poem of the day. Thank you, Jennifer.
Posted 08/11/2015 07:47 AM
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paula:
Lovely language!
Posted 08/11/2015 06:14 AM
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