Today's poem is by Mary Ann Samyn

Iridescent, One Might Say

I was beautiful at a distance

like the lake rolling over:

a quick wing, a scalloped edge,

the fishing improved, the froth

said come here, wading in

we were so much colder.

Copyright © 2009 Mary Ann Samyn All rights reserved
from Colorado Review
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

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