Patricia
me
Paint
Porawski
sunsets with
Right-handed brush strokes, Across the canvas of
South Carolina
A mere
AW I
skies.
spectator trom
passengerside window,
am
admitted to
this rare display
Free ot charge.
As .Maternal Daylight yawns wearily. Gold joins hands with Crimson
And
La\'ender hues.
Twirling each other in circles,
They rmg-around-the-rosey
On
the horizon until
Paternal Twilight tucks them In
under a blanket of
stars.
(For Rachel and Ronald)
Heidi Thompkins
The chocolate
No maiden
pleases her
will sit idly
who
when
merr\'
is.
the sweet
smooth and luscious and perchance smells not Hutt but like some seemly rock crushed by immortal goddesses in jest is
It is
that then could
49
make
a
diamond
en\-ious.
black.
