Poetry: Winter Sunset

Winter Sunset
sun setting at three pm
getting ready for bed
shade drawn on 
the west window
conversation bouncing
off hard wood
spoons clink in
bowls of white
does the sun 
hear my pen 
scrape across the page
can the woman
with red hair 
hear the bubbles 
sparkle in my cup
It is implied

Published by Shannon Laws

Shannon Laws is a poet, producer, and advocate for the arts. She is the recipient of the Village Books Literary Citizenship Award, with two Mayor’s Arts Awards and the Dr. Asha Bhargava Memorial Award — Community Champion. Shannon is the author of four poetry books, one poetry album and publishes Corridor, a free monthly poetry zine. She lives in Bellingham, Washington.

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