Kostroma Librarians at a celebration of our Sister Cities anniversary in Durham, Judy in red. 1999
The Fourteenth Poem July 3, 2022
Sun caught in leaves across the street.
I overslept, for which I’m grateful.
I’ll make bread today, my own
healthy bread, wash dishes, put the tea
in jars, read a new book, but first a
new poem.. People do read them,
here and around the world. I’m quiet
in the world right now. I’s hard to
remember all the groceries we
need. I did my best. I finished
another book last night. At two a.m.
I was haunted by one of the scenes.
I wonder if my poems haunt anyone
in the wide-flung world. I hope
they comfort in Canada, Japan,
China, Russia, Ukraine, Italy, Spain,