Volume 7 | Issue 2 | Aug-Sept
2013 |
Walter, Sophia and Amelia, too
Christina Pacosz
The pair of them
with her, their child
that day before
all others
The first day
Walking through the green tunnel
Eden of summer
Shallow pool
Blue tiles slippery
underfoot
Bending toward her
beneficent planets
to her tiny moon
in unison they lift
her up
A song only they
can sing
A half century later
she reads how
Amelia Earhart
navigated solo
across the dark Atlantic
by the stars
and she flies across the water
Christina Pacosz - Christina Pacosz has been writing and publishing prose and poetry for nearly half a century and has several books of poetry. Born and raised in Detroit, she has lived on both U.S. coasts, New York City, Alaska and southern Appalachia. For the past ten years she has been teaching urban Kansas City youth both sides of the state line; she and her husband of twenty years call Kansas City home.
Web: pacosz.blogspot.com/
