The Shape of Morning

Some mornings getting up is just not a good idea, but has to be done. Nothing looks right or feels right. Everything is out of kilter, the wrong shape, the wrong day, even saying ‘good morning’ seems a travesty of what the world looks like …

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THE SHAPE OF MORNING

all these dimensions                                            012...1.7.14.
tall    wide
narrow    short
triangular    rectangular
the distance of everything
hover just beyond touch
a hill away from hearing

the possible shapes
in every word flicker
over the horizon
until I meet them
at breakfast

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thoseblueshoescoverThose Blue Shoes for ages 7-11 … Weston’s … skill in juggling time past with time present … the plot unfolds with fast-paced action, mystery, suspense and even a ghost. Joan Givner

About Joanna M. Weston

Born in England, she lives in British Columbia. She is married with three sons, 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...
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