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Issue 30, July 31, 2017
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The Moon and Me on Water-Heavy Nights

 

 

 

On a water-heavy night like this, I’m caught between a think-piece

movie and sleep—the scenes replay as I fight sheet, blanket and pillow.

 

 I stalk the house barefoot.  Moonglow ignites the cool flooring,

etching a passageway to the kitchenette where I drink from the faucet and fret,

 

knowing, I need sleep as tomorrow’s a holiday and I have to cook.

Moonshadows cast beams through the window’s glass on this night,

 

water-heavy, when my mind, segueing the moon commandeering

the tides, floats in space then dives into aquatic depths,

 

seeking unsolvable solutions, asking questions scientists still dispute,

repeating lines from the movie I’ve lived before in another Universe.

 

                                                                                          -Nina R. Romano 

 

 

A Window View In Winter

 

 

 

Looking out the window of my wash room,

snow swirls carpet the mountains.

I envision women swathed in white,

removing the burqa covering their faces

safe now from purdah, in the sanctuary

of a cave or grotto household.

As they kneel on woven rugs

washing clothes in buckets with chilblain hands,

so chapped and cracked,

the rinse water bleeds red.

Frozen hands, gnarled and knotted,

this frozen moment in time.

In the hush of my mountain home,

a prayer escapes my lips

for women in other mountain dwellings,

for women on washday,

everyday

throughout the year.

 

 

                       -Nina R. Romano