Priestess of the Garden by Karen Kelsay
For fifteen years this lemon tree has bloomed And offered up her fruit; our little maiden Who sweeps the walk, housekeeper of the soil. Her headdress in the wintertime is laden With branches that bear...
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Father-Daughter Dance by Patricia Karamesines
(For Clinton F. Larson) How long did I look in that face, admit that voice? He left his door unlocked to me, kept ice cream money in a drawer. He fit his office to my urchin company. Those years I...
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