Poetry by Jennifer Lagier

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"Walking, I vanish into light."
~ Jack Foley, "Kore"

Skies split and spatter.
Housebound captives fret until
storm clouds disperse, reveal radiance.

I emerge, hike among bruised eucalyptus,
shoes powdered with yellow pollen
from battered acacia.

Later, I tug dandelions from sodden mulch,
tidy overgrown flower beds,
dead-head daffodils, pluck calla lilies.

Sunbeams illuminate poppies,
blue and white lupine spires,
chiaroscuro stripes of covenant rainbow.


April 2021