Poetry by Jennifer Lagier

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Lahaina

I inhale gardenia perfume,
peer through fringed palm fronds
toward coral-reefed ocean.

Chunky quail forage, frisk damp grass
for seeds, slow-motion snails,
compete with long-legged egrets.

Sprawled upon open-air lanai,
I am stroked by afternoon trade winds,
feel my clenched soul unfold.

A catamaran rocks upon aqua swells,
framed against cinder-cone island.
Whispering surf caresses miles of white sand.


january 2020

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