In the twilight of her Irish eyes
she smiles, unfurled at last,
fished from river Oblivion.
Famine remains a thing of the past,
and yet she’s gaunt, forlorn and longing,
lacking spirit, with nary a soul in sight.
How a load of fresh potatoes
might surreptitiously spark
her brightest epiphany ever.
Thomas Piekarski is a former editor of the California State Poetry Quarterly. His theater and restaurant reviews have been published in various newspapers, with poetry and interviews appearing in numerous national journals, among them Portland Review, Main Street Rag, Kestrel, Scarlet Literary Magazine, Cream City Review, Nimrod, Penny Ante Feud, New Plains Review, Poetry Quarterly, The Muse-an International Journal of Poetry, and Clockhouse Review. He has published a travel guide, Best Choices In Northern California, and Time Lines, a book of poems. He lives in Marina, California.
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