Email

I am feeling a GLEAM of hope and not even this ridiculous, MEALY apple can ruin my morning: I have a chance to clear all of my unread EMAIL! Ring the bells! Pop open the champagne!

Georg’ann

Some places are always in SHADE,
light never penetrates,
nor emanates,
under the leather leaf viburnum,
in the far back corner.
BEADY eyes occasionally catch the reflection from the porch light.

Life exists in shadows.
Our eyes are unaccustomed to seeing.
What if we were to ENACT a law
in which darkness was mandatory
requiring different sensibilities
to develop?
Is it worth writing an EMAIL to the legislature
requesting respite from constant light
that we may discover new ways of seeing?

Heather