Dandelion Visions

They’re golden stars in verges, fields, lawns, along hedgerows. Gardeners pour vinegar on them to kill the roots, dig them up, use them to make wine, or toss into salads. They’re a delight to the eye in spring …

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DANDELION VISIONS

sun washed
by green seas –
feathers
flying a field                               017.4.12.14.

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dandelions
wilt into clocks
timing the wind

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a yellow chalice
swallows sunset –
closes against
the lips of dusk

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published in Time of Singing

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summerfathercoverA Summer Father … terse, imagistic lines; … It’s not nostalgia that we experience but quiet, poignant grief. Richard Stevenson

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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