A Love

A Love


his birthplace among

the trees and slanted sunlight

not far from the beach

he opened her womb

compassionately which led

to emerald moss

an early love and

my blessing sticks to your back

coffee, cradle, mint

last hours of darkness

to the river please pull him

through dawn’s birth canal

something more than a

gold watch or a necktie an

eternal asking



Benedette Palazzola


Benedette Palazzola has published her poetry in Hanging Loose, POEM, the Jewish Literary Journal, Come and Go Literary, and Bonsai Haiku Journal. In addition to writing poetry she makes quilt art.





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