2 December 2004 | Vol. 4, No. 4
Halfway to wilderness behind our house, on a tray I carry the ingredients for our supper. Our campsite—a ring of fieldstones, surrounded by twelve contemporary Victorian vinyl-sided wildflowers sprung up in a sudden season of homes.
I shake myself, like salt to season a rack of veggie burgers grilling with halves of sweet red peppers.
A young male bear seeks a mate in a shopping mall. A homeless bluebird lances the light in bewilderment. A wind shift wraps me with a furry paw of smoke.
About the author:
Sandra Graff lives with her husband and two young children in view of the Shawangunk Ridge in New York State. She is a part-time instructor of English at SUNY Orange. She has published a poetry chapbook, Girl in Garden (Finishing Line Press 2002), the title poem of which was nominated in 2002 for a Pushcart Prize. Her work has appeared recently in Cider Press Review, Blueline, and Crab Creek Review.