The new book in my (with Magdalena Ball) series of seasonal celebration chapbooks of poetry. The perfect $6.95 Father's Day gift.
How To Do It Frugally
This is a reminder to enjoy the men in our lives when we can...
How little I know of dragonflies,
how they come in August,
leave again without a word,
wonder where they live when I canít
see them, whether they sting, whether
that is a song they sing
or a warning.
This dragonfly, small, the first Iíve seen
dressed in amber and gold sunlight,
joins me in a swim, skims
the waterís surface, divebombs.
anotheróthis one familiar
opal, much larger, mating perhaps,
two of them faster than one.
I duck to avoid them, frightened,
feel the water close over
my head. I choke, inhale air.
The things I didnít know
about my father, his coming and goings,
the fearing he would not return.
One day, only a dawn or decade ago,