Poetry from Carol Smallwood

 

Tipton Poetry Journal, Summer 2011

Mystical Muse Magazine, February 2013

Ephemera

 

Mayflies bear a Greek name meaning living a day,

An allusion to their dance before they die

After maturing in the month of May.

Mayflies bear a Greek name meaning living a day

And start as water nymphs that grow to fly

Only to die after mating–a last hooray.

Mayflies bear a Greek name meaning living a day,

An allusion to their dance before they die.

Bliss, MUSE Press Anthology 2013

Potatoes

 

I’d like to share a villanelle-

What’s the occasion? 

Potatoes sprouting sentinels.

 

Some shaped starfish, some seashell

All forming tubes in great diffusion.

I’d like to share a villanelle.

 

There seemed no pattern where expelled

as sprouts varied at each compaction-  

Where potatoes sprouted sentinels.

 

Their sack’s brand was Russets Royalle

As from a medieval monk’s dispersion;

I’d like to spin a villanelle.

 

The potatoes aged having dwelled

Months, a kitchen shelf diversion  

When potatoes sprouted sentinels.

 

So I planted sprouting life with smell

Of earth for a phoenix conversion;

I’d like to spin a villanelle

When potatoes sprouted sentinels.

 

Lady Ink Magazine December 2011

Sheepshead Review Fall 2011: Vol. 33 No. 1

 

The Universe

 

It must be true: the Universe has no edge or center as I’ve read

so it brings me security to make patchwork quilts at night;

it makes sense to cut up pieces to sew with needle and thread.

 

You are not lonely when you sew,” Grandmother often said

as she sewed apron after apron with evident delight;

It must be true: the Universe has no edge or center as I’ve read.

 

Other activities most likely should have been my stead:

quilt after quilt I’ve made at night sitting straight, upright:

it makes sense to cut up pieces to sew with needle and thread.

 

Mixing pattern with plain, varying width until ready for bed,

securing the needle easy to spot on a piece extra bright–

it must be true: the Universe has no edge or center as I’ve read.

 

Fleece, flannel, denim, have made many a patchwork spread

and those who receive them do express thanks forthright:

it makes sense to cut up squares to sew with needle and thread.

 

I’ve concluded I’ll have no edge or center when I’m dead

and finding security sewing squares is better than fright.

It must be true: the Universe has no edge or center as I’ve read

it makes sense to cut up pieces to sew with needle and thread.

 

Third Wednesday Spring 2011

Curio Poetry  March 2013

 

Each Spring

 

Each spring I say I’ll taste it day by day

and not be surprised by summer’s end

when sand castles are no longer play.

Each spring I say I’ll taste it day by day–

it’s not like I want it served up on a tray,

or say it never happened-or pretend.

Each spring I say I’ll taste it day by day

and not be surprised by summer’s end.

 

Northern Cardinal Review March 16, 2013

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Lake Niprissing

 

When I got back, unmistakable lake air greeted me,

a sea gull landed on a pine in heavy fog,

an Icarus who’d tried but could no longer flee.

When I got back, unmistakable lake air greeted me.

The utility lines drooped as if soggy logs

or some boys after an on-the-town spree.

When I got back, unmistakable lake air greeted me;

A sea gull landed on a pine in heavy fog.

 

Lake Niprissing couldn’t be seen through layered mist

but the cracking of ice was loud and plain–

foghorns and sea gulls joining the annual tryst.

Lake Niprissing couldn’t be seen in the layered mist

as ice crusted limbs snapped, an annual game

littering my lawn in crystal claim.

Lake Niprissing couldn’t be seen through layered mist

but the cracking of ice was loud and plain.

 

Carol Smallwood’s over four dozen books include Women on Poetry: Writing, Revising, Publishing and Teaching, onPoets & Writers Magazine list of Best Books for Writers. Water, Earth, Air, Fire, and Picket Fences is a 2014 collection from Lamar University Press; Divining the Prime Meridian, is forthcoming from WordTech Editions. She’s in such journals as: Drunken Boat; The Writer’s Chronicle; The Main Street Rag; Jelly Bucket; English Journal. Carol has founded and supports humane societies.