Sometimes I wonder
if she ever existed
—found poem
Sometimes I wonder
if she ever existed.
Only a smile now
a gesture
copper hair flashing
she fades even in dreams
phases out
of memory the way she did
arriving from Toronto
Pleiades glowing across the night sky
bringing joy and wisdom
taking—what?
—from us
to that soft receding world
That day she couldn’t make change
coins dropped from her fingers
like memories forgotten after sunset
when stars obsessed the sky
and she started smiling
at something whispered
from another place
perched near her shoulder
After Pleiades cleared the harbour bar
we returned to our darkening homes


i very much liked this one. been reading your latest ones and it seems every line is a spark on its own. very impressive… lately i’ve been wondering if ants ever sleep, which your title jolted into mind. i shivered between the last two strophes. thankz~ a lot
Nice to see you are still around in these small corners of the world, Drew. Thanks for dropping in.