My poem, the lookout, was published today in the Spring 2025 online issue of confetti, Westchester Writers Workshop Magazine.

I wrote this poem originally in response to an ekphrastic challenge by Wee Sparrow Poetry Press. It did not win but was featured in their newsletter.

Thanks!

wintering docks

wait on dry land

eager to soak

bedridden, aching feet

spring cleanup—

items we couldn’t live without,

we’re about to live without

still-vibrant red tulips,

lovely heads bowing in the wind—

yet, not long for this world

planters await potting soil

and thrusted starters,

hand-sculpted with hope & love

burgeoning green buds

on the honey locust

frame a golfer’s errant swing

rhinestone cat eye glasses

— the Abyssinian model,

for a glamorous touch of chic

demolition in the infringing distance

land cleared for ugly manmade structures

at what price, people, at what price?