Some encounters are so short they almost don’t count. I see someone on the street, eyes meet, we exchange a look, a nod – and then it’s over. We’ll probably never see each other again. But just for that moment …
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THE STUDENT
camera in hand 
he paused to study
cherry blossom
I waited
at the stop light
until he focused
the lens
the light
changed
I drove away
I don’t know
if he took
the photo
but he turned
smiled at me
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A Summer Father … poems as deceptively simple and cunning as a sniper’s bullet. This book is a Remembrance Day poppy. Dave Margoshes
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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
A Summer Father … poems as deceptively simple and cunning as a sniper’s bullet. This book is a Remembrance Day poppy. Dave Margoshes 
How ironic that you send out a poem with this title, with a picture of me on it, the day after I am offered, and then given, a student discount (no student id required) by a cashier at a local store. lol!
Priceless! And you don’t even look like a student anymore!
Nice poem, Joanna. Congrats on all your successes.
Deb@ http://debioneille.blogspot.com