An Old Song

Love blows cold, love blows hot, and every temperature in between. Love gets caught in head winds and struggles to make way to safe harbour …

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AN OLD SONG

river runs under wind                                                     IMG_3718 a good stretch
takes sand    to the sea

IMG_3718 a good stretchwind blows over river
lifts foam from the wave

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silt moves through water
under my hand    to the sea

IMG_3760 incoming waveI cross the river                     
against the wind

to the place where hands meet
and lips touch underwater

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first published in Blue Skies Poetry

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to the place where hands meet
and lips touch underwater

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first published in Blue Skies Poetry

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About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she is now living in Shawnigan Lake, BC. She is married to Robert, an accountant, and they have three sons, Andrew Jon Mark ... and two cats, Alice and Chaucer. Joanna has an MA from the University of British Columbia. She has published in numerous anthologies and in magazines in Canada, the US, UK, and New Zealand, such as Canadian Women's Studies, Convolvus, Endless Mountains Review, Grain, Green's Magazine, Prairie Fire, Spin, Wascana Review, CBC Gallery, and many more... Clarity House Press has published several of her chapbooks including: Berry and the Birthday Band (2010) One of These Little Ones (1987) – out of print Cuernavaca Diary (1990) – out of print Seasons (1993) – out of print Watch-night (2005) – out of print
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