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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & Owner
Ray Rasmussen, General Editor

Volume 12, Number 3, September 2018
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Adelaide B. Shaw
Millbrook, New York, USA


Promises

The afternoon turns cool, but we remain for the sunset. A promise made earlier by the weatherman. A clear day, clear of smog, clear of clouds, clear of problems. No. That wasn't promised, but that's how I feel at this moment.

lapping waves
the hypnotic swoosh and shush
shut out the world
except for the here and now
and a future of hope

my hand in his
night comes whispering
on a sea breeze
love blows between us
in rhythm with the waves

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