Up Early By Melissa Kalinowski Where a woodland path hides from the sun A thicket of seed lanterns shine, I wade a stream of ferns on lowland, In the trees hidden birds sing out, Starry flowers glow in their shade, A fallen log, a poet’s seat; My heart just...
Dignity By Melissa Kalinowski When strong she made a cloak from bark. Many yearsher heart grew beneath it. One day the attacks began.First came the thunderstorms throwing hail and strongwinds. Next, a plague of beetles pierced her skin to setup encampments and...
