Cupertino: Outside,
Inside
On foot I circle the neighborhood, California palm trees dance like
ballerinas, skirts swish toward the blue canopy hovering over boulevards where
Mercedes and Lexus dominate, where young engineers, shadows of each other, eyes
glued to Iphones.
March blind to Sushi Kuni.
Back at the cottage I stare at the lineup of
Cypress trees, guards standing attention
over million-dollar mansions. Don't see one
Lord or Lady stroll down the streets.
I sip Ceylon tea while my grandchild
sings a bio of Mozart, her voice scratchy like
Joplin’s,
Once there was a boy who...Then
together we sing this old man he plays
one, he plays knick knack on my
thumb...We clap, pound our knees, celebrate song, Ceylon tea, the pastel wash
over the Cupertino sky
Mare Leonard lives in an old school house overlooking The Rondout Creek. Away from her own personal blackboard, she teaches through the Institute for Writing and Thinking and the MAT program at Bard College. She has published four chapbooks of poetry and was a finalist in last year's NY State Di Biase contest. Some of her latest publications appear in the Vietnam poetry publication from Perfume River, Rats Ass Review, Figroot, Sweet Tree, Eunoia, New Verse News and in the British publication: Journal of Arts&Letters. She is most excited about her poem Terrone, an immigration poem, which will be published in the spring at Chiron and her new chapbook accepted by Finishing Line Press
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