2 poems

by Kathleen McCann

these days without you

I move slowly, cautious as

the old snapper, pulling

for the dark, filmy pond.

Better to keep moving,

far from the country

of you.

the quintessential shoe

Where is the worry

when they smile

up at you,

a face full

of forehead, no

eyes.

Only that rich

mahogany mouth.

And maybe,

a penny.

Kathleen McCann is a poet who lives and writes in Venice, Florida after retiring and moving from Massahusetts. She recently finished a chapbook, Nothing Vanishes, and is beginning to send it out. Her full-length collection, Sail Away The Plenty, was a finalist for the May Swenson Poetry Award, Jane Hirshfield as judge. Writing poetry and swimming help McCann stay centered in these crazy and fractious times.