Tag: Jenny Dunbar

Table in the wildernessthat absence we have begun to know so wellseated in our souls as worlds rushand time’s chatter runs in unspun threads, adrift,

Gathering From the gable’s edge light falls where houses meet, boundaries accented, enhancing the separateness of being, I watch the kites fling, mew, exotic and

Dusk she listens, casts a cloak as cool begins to seep and lovers wait the gate is warm wood and lichened earth as pungent as

white noise in dawn rain blocking memory in dream black cat’s ear pointing Jenny is a published writer of poetry and prose at present working

Respite a shallow inlet gives temporary moment from a swooning ocean encompassing an alien ground pocked by scarry lines picked at, wasted, grasses whispering the

Blocked serendipitous curiosity stopped me in the tracks as I scrolled a page and saw the message of two years past, somewhat late, I am