Scott Dexter CC
I'm always making a list for you,
tracking the meandering path
of my delights;
searching for yours.
When the goldfinches
you call flying flowers
rise up from behind kudzu-covered
trees along the creek.
The metaphor we made
of the hot pink hibiscus flower
with one ragged petal;
something about the beauty
Are there particular flowers that
remind you of your children?
When you laugh uncontrollably,
of your body ache?
When did your parents love you best?
Susan K. Reardon is teacher of neurodiverse preschoolers, a reading tutor, an on again-off again runner, and amateur violinist. A midwesterner by birth and a southerner for the past several decades, her writing has been shaped by living within these two very different cultural and physical climates. She received her Bachelor’s degree in Psychology from Oberlin College and her Master’s degree in Early Childhood Special Education from Georgia State University. She’s spent her career on the front lines of teaching and learning. At the start of the Covid-19 pandemic, she followed an impulse to join a poetry class, and has been working at writing poems ever since. If she had her life to live over, she would be a Speech-Language Pathologist poet who plays jazz piano as a side gig. Her first poetic crushes were e.e. cummings and Emily Dickinson.
Write something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview.