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A Quarterly Journal
Jeffrey Woodward, Founder & General Editor
Volume 8, Number 1, March 2014

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Francis Masat
Key West, Florida, USA


Quiet Joy

An e-mail from the farm; just a photo of a blue flower. But, the meaning! The crops are in and he's coming home. I look up as an unsuspected shower drives through the yard and the windowpane becomes a stop and go, stop and go of sliding raindrops. The rain doesn't dampen my spirits though; rather it cleans and refreshes everything it touches. As the sun returns and breezes vanish the puddles, I walk out to retrieve our last apples, lying golden in the sun. Resting for a moment on our old bench, I distinguish our initial there from nearly a half century before. I then glance over our old pond now filling in over time.

running like a child
through a burst of cotton
from wind-blown cattails

Returning to my kitchen, I bake his favorite pie as I listen to a few last drops from the eaves. For at least one more time, all seems to be as it should.

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