We’re well into the days of blurred outlines, misty mornings, with
snowdrops up, crocuses peeping through. And, even from hilltops, the world is beautifully half-seen. This poem is a Terza rima, which has a very specific rhyme scheme and is a challenge to write …

LANDSCAPE (Terza rima)

Mists of rain pattern the valleys                 IMG_7669 Mal.Retreat
hanging between scarves of sunlight,
holding hills like a chalice.

Secrets held in their piercing height,
ancient houses with outlines blurred
are ghosts half-hidden from my sight.

Then the haze is cut by a bird
which brings me to a reality
where spirits are a murmured word
and shadows hold eternity,
beyond things that will not be missed
without this present certainty
that all such beauty will persist
wherever mortal homes exist.


first published in Tower Poetry


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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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