Poem: The Reading

 

mila plaickner garden party
Art Credit: Mila Plaickner, “Garden Party”

 

The moon rises

above an arched gate.

he reads poems

in front of stiff-tall bamboo

near the unfinished garden shed.

we sit in dining chairs

aligned with the patio bricks.

open-mouth-smiles perfume the air

with beer and burgundy.

squirrels rush the branches—

applaud too soon.

A vine past its bloom

crawls on a trellis,

the root appears dead

yet the live ends

are laden with leaf.

 

-by Shannon P. Laws

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Shannon Laws

Shannon P. Laws, born in Seattle, Washington, lives and writes in the Pacific Northwest. Author of three poetry books, "Madrona Grove", "Odd Little Things", and "Fallen" and an audiobook of her select mid-life dating satire poems, "You Love Me, Your Love Me Not". For seven years she produced award-winning community radio programs that promoted the PNW music/art community. Shannon's other interests include operating her voice-over company, Chickadee Productions, and Poetry Club. Since 2015 Poetry Club is dedicated to the neighborhood discussion and sharing of poetry.

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