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Month: November 2019

Serial Worrier

November 23, 2019November 23, 2019 Sally SandlerLeave a comment

“I am an old man and have known a great many troubles, but most of them never happened.”                                               -Mark Twain Maybe a fire is headed my way— the curious cloud that seems… Continue reading Serial Worrier →

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To Go Back Home

November 18, 2019November 23, 2019 Sally SandlerLeave a comment

To find the road that leads back to home— if not in a dream, then maybe at dawn from a dormer window and memory as sharp as arrowheads found by a stream and crisp as our sun-dried sheets—that clean, and fragrant as acres of fresh cut lawn. To leave for home quickly, nighttime or day,… Continue reading To Go Back Home →

Posted in My PoemsTagged #home #nostalgia #can'tgoback

One Hawk, Two Ways

November 10, 2019November 18, 2019 Sally SandlerLeave a comment

At first it was a silhouette I saw blacken the asphalt when it slipped above our quiet street, all its claws raked across the timid morning's lips. The sky parted for his swift descent hushed as arrows—just a shudder rose of damp air displaced for death's advance, the morning peace a carcass now exposed. With… Continue reading One Hawk, Two Ways →

Posted in My PoemsTagged #hawk #predator #prey #poems

Stick Together

November 10, 2019June 8, 2020 Sally SandlerLeave a comment

We watch as the terns flock on the beach— migrants here from their nest places north. They confer in numbers of similar breed in search of food at the edge of the surf. Seizing a moment, a native gull is emboldened and tries in vain to fit in, leaps in the flock and waddles and… Continue reading Stick Together →

Posted in My PoemsTagged #shorebirds #migrants #equality #poetry

For Darby and Her Pear Tree

November 5, 2019November 5, 2019 Sally SandlerLeave a comment

How much longer can this one live? she asks—though she's the expert, not me— the bark is deeply furrowed and dry and already fifty years have gone by and we too have aged along with the tree. It looks so old, she worries aloud, but personally, I feel like we're kin— with bark a mosaic… Continue reading For Darby and Her Pear Tree →

Posted in My PoemsTagged #trees #aging #dying

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From the book by Sally Sandler entitled "The Sifting Hush of a Small Wind," available on Amazon.com Books. See also: www.sallysandler.com.
From the book by Sally Sandler entitled "The Sifting Hush of a Small Wind," available on Amazon.com Books. See also: www.sallysandler.com.
rom the book by Sally Sandler entitled "The Sifting Hush of a Small Wind," available on Amazon.com Books. See also: www.sallysandler.com.
From the book by Sally Sandler entitled "The Sifting Hush of a Small Wind," available on Amazon.com Books. See also: www.sallysandler.com.
From the book by Sally Sandler entitled "The Sifting Hush of a Small Wind," available on Amazon.com Books. See also: www.sallysandler.com.
From the book by Sally Sandler entitled "The Sifting Hush of a Small Wind," available on Amazon.com Books. See also: www.sallysandler.com.
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