sun coming out
crow calls into
the light
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Sixty—
how many years since
I’ve heard the whippoorwill?
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Pediatrician Kelley White worked in inner city Philadelphia and now works in rural New Hampshire. Her poems have appeared in journals including Exquisite Corpse, Rattle and JAMA. Her most recent books are Toxic Environment (Boston Poet Press) and Two Birds in Flame (Beech River Books.) She received a 2008 Pennsylvania Council on the Arts grant.
You have delighted me with your wondrous works of art. These are tremendous poems here, and I especially loved the first one. They are both fantastic gems.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and delightful! S
ReplyDeletelike that last haiku very much
ReplyDeleteI love these, Kelly! For some reason they draw me back to a childhood home. Sweet memories. Thanks for the trip back. :)
ReplyDeleteNice work Kelley, nice to see you here again.
ReplyDeletevery evocative
ReplyDeletethank you all very much! I hope to have more time to spend in nature. . .
ReplyDeleteNice poems, Kelly. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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