Support your local poet! A Berkshire neighbor, a poet, has come out with her first book, How Will They Find Me.
Here's a sample:
Croquet
A scarlet dusk,
the lawn speckled with light.
The players are my family.
With mallets and colored balls they move
about the field.
The klock of mallets and balls,
someone’s poison.
A branch loosens the kite caught hours ago.
It flutters and sinks to earth.
A heron flies lazily over us,
its feet tucked neatly beneath it.
My sons tumble about in the grass.
The day melts in my hands.