PRESENT
Today I walked to the brook again it has been so long don't ask why.
It's my younger sister's
birthday the first one born after the war. You should've heard her
on trumpet won the John Philip
Sousa Award at school. The brook brings her back to me what harmony
you should hear us sing--
gospel, hymns, rock 'n' roll you name it but you should've
heard her on trumpet--solo duets she
was a parade like these bands of moss brilliant
to stumble upon again greener than green through
the flat of another year's crumbling leaves. This is her brook as much
as mine. Today I can hear
her play here again. I told you-- don't ask--
Copyright 2001, Patricia Ranzoni
Patricia Ranzoni writes from the subsistence farm where she grew up
in Maine. Her first collection, CLAIMING, was published in 1995 by Puckerbrush
Press which brought out her second, SETTLING, this fall. She is a
founder of SpiritWords/Maine Poetries Collaborative. Her web page:
http://members.aol.com/pranzoni/index.html
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